Phone rings. Display shows that it's the mother-in-law. Wait for C to pick up - he doesn't. Shout "It's your moooooooom!". No reaction. Run out to find him, hear that he's in the shower. Rush into the office to pick up the phone and bang toes on office chair, which has mysteriously moved from where I thought it would be.
On another note, I'm hungry. Where's my dinner?
On another note, I'm hungry. Where's my dinner?