My house is a mess

Well that's not really very surprising I know; but currently it's even more of a mess than I was expecting.

We got up this morning, and full of enthusiasm we decided to do some tidying. Now the landing has been full of all our Cropredy kit (tents, chairs, etc) for weeks, and finally we were going to put it back into the roof. Since the roof is full of junk however, we thought it was a good time to finally throw some of it away, and make more room for the things we actually want.

So off I go into the nursery, to bag up all the stuff in there that needs throwing away, and Herring headed up to the roof. Soon he was happily throwing things out of the roof (literally!) and I was walled in by bags of stuff. I say how happy I am that we're finally tidying this lot up, and he says, yes, something normally comes up which stops us getting this done. (Jinx!)

So a bit later he wants to show me something, so I go to look. He is at the top of the loft ladder with something in his hand (small and light, whatever it was). Then suddenly 'Ow, my back!'. He's suddenly incapacitated, and struggles down the ladder. End of tidying!

So now my landing is still full of Cropredy kit AND things destined to be thrown out. Not quite the result I was looking for.

He has assured me he was not deliberately trying to get out of tidying...