You can tell I'm having a cleaning day

. . . by the number of blog posts I'll write. The rest of the time I'm too busy.

So, beginning my tidy-up I find the string and pegs I use for displaying Christmas cards. I'd been looking for them the previous day and given up hope. So, first distraction, I had to go and hang up my cards. 

But before I could do that I had to untangle the string.

I do so patiently for a while then get fed up and pull it so it tightens. I have to take a deep breath and try again. I am about three-quarters of the way through it when it occurs to me it would have been simpler to remove the pegs and find a new piece of string. Ah, too late now, I'm committed.

I finish with four ends, which makes slightly more sense than the three I had at one point. 

I'm hoping we'll get a few more cards to fill some of the gaps but lots of people are not sending these days. 

Then back to cleaning and an unexpected reward: 

It fell out when I moved something. No idea when I hid it but it's still in date so one happy woman.

Making me less happy are these two pieces from a jigsaw. 

I gave the jigsaw to a charity shop and later found these. Next time I visited the shop the jigsaw had gone so I wasn't able to replace the pieces. Knowing how disappointed I am when there are pieces missing I feel really bad about it.