While the kids were in school yesterday I ran my usual errands.
Quick lunch with Justin.
Sat for 15 minutes in traffic in the middle of the day on my way to get Vaughn from school.
(Stay with me, I'm getting to it.)
We made it back home and I put Vaughn down for a nap that she ended up not taking. While she was supposed to be napping I made at least 4 or 5 trips up and down the stairs doing one thing or another. On my 6th (or something like that) trip down the stairs I see this:
Just sitting there. Smack dab in the middle of one of the steps.
What is it? I couldn't tell until I got close. It looked like a little blob of dried mud.
Where did it come from? I'm sure I would have seen it on all my previous trips up and down the stairs.
We don't have a squirrel. And if we did I would demand that he wouldn't leave his nuts lying about the house.
Does this stuff happen at your house? Because it always happens around here.
It's Wednesday, but feels like Tuesday because of Monday feeling like Sunday due to the holiday. I'm out of whack. Hopefully today I can get back on track. Have a good one.