My missus has been poorly of late, and leaving her on her own last weekend whilst I went out riding has created what I'll call an 'air of malcontent' in the house for most of the week.
This being the case I didn't arrange a ride this weekend, so we could spend some time together. Last night she revealed that one of her friends is coming to stay tonight, that they'd be out all day today and that the house needs cleaning.
So, I've spent virtually all day polishing rather than pedalling. To add insult to injury, the hoover set on fire (!), so in replacing that the new bike fund has taken a further beating, and the house is filled with the welcoming smell of electrical fire.
Drat, and double drat.