catalyst2 | They weren't sequins!

My daughters are away dancing in competitions this week. I got an "dire emergency" call from my partner to bring over some sequins as a costume had ripped. The instructions were that they were in "the only plastic bag under the clothes-horse". When I went over there, there were TWO bags. Because of the "emergency", I just grabbed both, figuring that I could work out the right one later.

Hurtled over there and then handed over both bags before I could explain. A few moments later, the door crashes open and someone (no names but "Hello, love of my life!") comes out and says "what the hell is this?"

It turns out that the second bag was actually full of the contents of the kitty litter tray that I had been emptying the day before and had "lost" when I had to put it down to haul the cat off the budgie's cage. D'oh!