So today I had to go on a 100 mile round trip for one hour of work. Then back home, working at 5.
Got home. One of the cats has had diarrhoea all through the ground floor of the house.
Opened the kitchen door to help get some fresh air in, then had to do some phone calls as I'm am buying a car, and it's a bit complicated. So 3 phone calls and half an hour later, that bits done.
Go through to the kitchen - to discover a fly infestation. Cheeky bastards have come in through the open door.
Then hear the distinctive sound of the cat being sick on the rug.
Can this day get any better?