Right before bed.
It is not fun.
To have to crawl under your bed.
Flat on your stomach.
With your face practically in the carpet.
Armed with a trash can, paper towels, flashlight and baking soda.
To clean up your sister's pet ferret's mess.
That consists of both the liquid excrement and solid-ish excrement.
There is no faster way to put yourself in a bad mood.
Because I am in a very bad mood.
Please do not laugh.
Because it is true.
I am in a very bad mood.
And now I must go to bed in a very bad mood knowing that there are remains of ordure under my bed.
Christmas Wish List: a deep carpet cleanse. Thank you.
Please note, this is not the first time this has happened. It has happened many times. And it has never failed to make me extremely upset.