Unrealised Victory

I was sitting at my laptop blogging,
when Clem burst out of the bedroom,
holding a top of mine in his hand.

“Ok you won.” Said he.
“I won what?” I was confuzzled.
“I was trying to see how long this top could stay on the floor without me picking it up. But i cannot take it anymore. So you win.”

I BURST out laughing.
At him and his little game that i didn’t know about.

I try my best not to be messy in our apartment!
And this top… was somewhere between the wall and *my* side of the bed,
which is probably why my conscious felt no guilt at leaving it there.