Pixies

Or something has been interfering with my laundry. Yesterday I managed to get my laundry done, and somehow the drier (fed money regularly at the 1 hr point) decided it wasn't so hungry and gave me 2hr for the price of one. Then later on, as the time drew near to laundry room lock down, I had the urge to go grab my laundry, though the drier was not yet at 1hr. I pushed the thought aside and ten minutes later set out. The laundry room was locked, drier still going, and my laundry held captive til 8am this morning when I rescued it.

Today after church I came home and decided to be a lazy oaf. I guess I haven't been entirely lazy as I have unpacked winter stuff and started packing for PEI, made myself a substantial dinner and unloaded/reloaded the dishwasher and have done some dishes otherwise. I also have been trying to empty out my fridge so I don't come home to a scary, scary sight in four weeks. (Mmmm using up icecream~ milkshake anyone?) Speaking of scary sights- while unpacking my winter stuff I came across a bag. I thought nothing of it, maybe it was my skates. I looked in and there was this matted-looking black furry creature. I almost screamed. What could it be? I don't own a fur coat or shawl...I was almost too scared to put my hand in the bag. I did, it was just my fake furry boots, squashed beyond recognition. I took them out of the bag before plunking them in the closet. I didn't want to go through that again!!

It's a lovely day, but I'm not outside. (I think that's why I feel the oaf-ness still applies).
What would you do if you had blue skies, 25-30 C temps and were scared of more mosquito bites??