I felt so symbolic yesterday

First, ( Merlin spoilers within )

Rohan and I were pigs on the weekend. PIGS. We did no washing up or cleaning at all. There are eight glasses on the coffee table. Eight! For two people!

This is part of a general ennui. We both want to curl up and do nothing on the weekends. There is little joy in life right now. I spend my Fridays off mostly sleeping. However, we did go and see Deathly Hallows on Saturday, and we bought a new scratching post for poor Oliver (who had taken to lying beside the useless, scratched-to-pieces post with his paws resting lightly on the base, as if to point out how useless it was).

There has been rain and rain and more rain. I know it is sacrilege to diss the rain when one's region has only just come out of a decade-long drought, but I'd really like it to stop. It's too wet to hang things on the line but too warm to put the heater on, so all our washing has taken all weekend to dry and has a tinge of that sour damp-laundry smell. Blech.