I guess it's a thing now

Last week I came home and discovered Walter had ransacked my bathroom trash bin. It is the kind with a lid and a little stepper to open. Apparently that did nothing to deter him and, well, let's just say it was an inopportune time for him to suddenly decide to be a trash bandit. My bathroom looked like a murder scene.

Came home tonight. Used Q-Tips and balls of hair everywhere in the bathroom.

Welp. I suppose I should be grateful for the 4.5 years he never bothered with this annoying trait.

In other news, I have started incorporating a very quick pilates routine into my exercise. It's only a ten minute thing, for beginners. It's kicking my ass. I really need to strengthen and stretch, though, so I am hoping I'll improve so I can branch out.