Princess Sophie brought a mouse into the house, in the dark of night when Mr E could not see.
She'd scratched at the front door to be let in and he stumbled half asleep from the bedroom and down the hall, opened the door a crack till she slipped past as he normally does when she wants to come inside at 2 am, and returned to bed.
Fast forward to 6 am.
I wake up and walk through the house, switching on all the ceiling fans as I go because it's been another hot and humid night and we need more fresh air flow through the rooms before returning to the relief of air conditioning a few hours later.
Sophie is in my sewing room, gazing at the small white bookcase beside my sewing machine, entranced like a child watching Cinderella for the first time.
I open a small can of salmon and empty it into her bowl. She doesn't move from her position. This is weird because our feline child loves her salmon and nothing distracts her from it.
So I stand beside her and stare at the shelving. I have white baskets in the shelves with things like solid background fabrics and an on-the-go churn dash quilt...
She stares, I stare...nothing.
And then she scratches at one of the baskets, really scratches, with intense purpose.
So I pull the basket out and whoa, a mouse is sitting there plain as day staring back at the two of us.
At first I screamed because it was a shock, and then I screamed for Mr E to "come here right now!"...and he did.
I quickly scooped up Sophie before she pounced on her prey because ain't no-one creating a blood bath in my sewing room. Five minutes later Mr E had caught the mouse and 'disposed' of it, Sophie was eating her salmon and I was planning a day of DEEP cleaning in the sewing room.
Just the idea that a mouse had been roaming the room for a few hours trying to escape Sophie had me imagining all sorts of yukky stuff and I wanted everything clean...really clean.
So that was my Saturday.
All day long I emptied the sewing room, scrubbed, polished, purged, re-organised and finally felt at peace again. I found no evidence of mouse droppings anywhere but behind the white basket so I guess that's where the little critter ran as soon as it got loose from Sophie when she brought it inside at 2 am.
All my fabrics are were neatly re-stacked on the brown bookcase and in hindsight this was good for them because everything has been re-folded to avoid fade lines.
Sunday and Monday I carried on deep cleaning through the lounge room, dining room and kitchen and I'm sure I've dropped a million calories which for some reason haven't chosen to show themselves missing on the scales just yet.
Today I chilled out and spent some time in the kitchen making fresh juice for Mr E and some sugar free Raspberry Chia Jam from Sarah Wilson's book "Simplicious".
This is lick-the-bowl YUM.
In fact it was so good I thought I'd make her buckwheat slice base and bake a sugar free version of Raspberry Coconut Almond Slice.
Big tick for Sarah's Chia Jam, big tick for my own Coconut Almond topping....
....huge yuk for Sarah's buckwheat slice base.
Mr E and I will scrape the jam and topping off the slice, toss the awful base in the bin, and serve the lovely topping duo with a nice dollop of Greek yoghurt for dessert tonight.
Always have a plan B.
That's pretty much normal for my domestic life really.
Be prepared with plan B or C...
...because plan A working out is rare.
Don't you love the buttons and lace in the photo above?
A present from dear friend Margaret.
Tomorrow I shall simply indulge myself in the sewing room and play with fabric.
I've already finished the Stitchery Club designs for April so I'm going to see if I can finish a quilt project that I've not had time for, or at least get further along with it.
What will you be doing?