Oh tis Sunday night and I am OVER it, officially like. Family member number four has come down with the gastro and I am fairly certain my entire house must smell like a combination of poop and vomit. Nice.
Add to this, my husband informed me this evening that the stain on our loungeroom roof that we thought was rain leaking through the roof tiles, is not actually rain.
It is a dead, decomposing rat.
Now, anyone want to come over for coffee and cake this week?
(how could I possible include a picture with this post??? What on earth would it be of???)