SWWLTBO has returned from her labours, earlier than expected, commenting "Oh you have been busy" she has dropped her mobile and handbag onto the breakfast bar, her shoes on the stairs, her coat over the back of a dining chair, her briefcase on the settee in the hall, her gloves on the dining table and has now gone out to the local shop to get the newspaper I asked her to pick up when she went to the garage en route this morning leaving her coffee mug on the coffee table and the plate I handed her, now empty of the lunch sandwich I had prepared, in the second front room where she carried it whilst looking for some unspecified piece of paper that she had promised someone.
I do not know why the f*ck I bothered
