On Saturday morning I had an airing cupboard built at the top of my stairs, across the void that we all find so difficult to decorate.
Oh deep Joy 
For the past four years I have had to keep all the bedding in the loft since my airing cupboard in the bathroom went when we had the new bathroom put in.
If I change the beds I have to get the loft ladder down climb up, throw the clean bedding down onto the landing, and then I have to retrieve two of my cats who think it's great to go up there and play.
Then I have to go back up because I forgot a sheet, and they follow me back up again and hide when I look for them 
On Sunday, I sorted all the sheets and duvets and throws into some sort of order. As I was putting some stuff into the cupboard I sneezed violently and spat out the gum I was chewing right into the new cupboard.
I can't find it 