I just got home from work. DH is away until Wednesday. The flat looks like a tip and I have been looking forward to getting home and giving it a good clean and tidy while he was away. Instead, I find myself mumsnetting, while eating pork scratchings and drinking ribena (which is quite nice with a splash of angostura bitters in it, I've discovered).
I HAVE put a load of washing on, at least. Quick someone - tell me I'm a slattern to motivate me to go and clean!