LoL! When I saw the post title, I thought you were somehow psychically aware of the walk I’ve just been on. Waist- or at least ankle-high muck is such an apt description. It hasn’t rained or snowed for - ooh, about two days, I should think.
So I somehow got the idea it would be fine. It wasn’t.
I’ve been wading through a bog, but I was too stubborn or stupid to admit it had been a bad idea, and turn back. Had to be very, very careful not to fall over (though it would have been a soft but very messy landing if I had), and have certainly got my pulse rate right up.
As for the household grot - what I can’t see doesn’t worry me, and not a lot of what I can see. I’ve been a bit better lately, with trying to conquer it, but still not good.
Someone on another forum recently said he’d collected enough fluff (from under his computer, I think it was), to make an animal: which animal should he make? I think in America, they call them “dust bunnies”, don’t they? Those little clumps that form under the fridge, and other inaccessible areas.
Incidentally, why does everything migrate under the fridge eventually? Is there some sort of black hole underneath, that sucks everything to it?