Can I just say, that invitingly clear space in the middle of the floor? That's because I just picked up a towel and a blanket from there, because the towel was wet and needed washing, and the blanket was required by Rowan who was tired and curled up on the sofa again.
And from my living room to my laundry pile...
Yep. About time I did something about that, don't you think? *sigh*
In other news, I am so incredibly sick of being ill. Am I sounding like a broken record yet?