In other news

I think my house was broken in to while I slept.

Its the only rational conclusion. Either that or I really have been off in cloud cuckoo land for the last few days and the husband and kid trashed my house right in front of me...without me noticing.

Seriously, it looks like Worzel Gummidge has been camping in my living room and Snow White must be bogarting all the little woodland creatures because my kitchen is a WRECK. There ain't no hedgehogs tumbling around my floor picking up the spilled cheerios that's for sure.

Must get to work.