I got back from my hols today (curtailed due to rather unpleasant weather front moving in). I was a bit narked off to call in at work and pick up 7 ring binders of stuff to deal with. Then I came home and downloaded 118 emails. That was enough, but hey, I thought, everything else is OK.
Then my cat sitter called. No 2 cat (ASBO) has not been seen since I left. I inadvertently (I assume it was me) left my freezer door open, so the food defrosted, rotted and then when my cat sitter shut the door refroze. I now have cracked drawers (no smutty comments please). To top matters, I discovered that No 1 cat (Cuddles) has been using the master bathroom as her own personal toilet. Cat crap everywhere - no idea why, she has never done this before. I knelt down to shovel the piles of poo into the dustpan only to notice that the carpet is sopping wet too.
I'm back in the car back to Scotland!!!
Not a question, just a rant - unless anyone has any other horrid returning from holiday stories (Snags - you are exempt, I still have immense sympathy for your step sister).