The floor really needed a good going-over, so I started when Lyman went out the door to pick up things for this evening.

I vacuumed, spot cleaned on my knees, and mopped the worst parts.

When Lyman walked in from the grocery, he set things down, fixed a cup of coffee (with sugar) and promptly spilled it down the island cabinet and onto the floor.

The birds were due for a snack. I gave them each a quarter of cantaloupe. Charlie started on the rind, flinging bits of it willy-nilly. I took the quarter away from Charlie, scooped the seeds and flesh into a dish and brought it back to him. He cried (well, squawked) for the whole thing back.

We need to sell this house and move to a barn.