Heigh-ho, heigh-ho

 It's back, oh my! On Friday I got up at four in the morning for a tour de loo. That's when that song hit my sleepy brain and did not leave all day long. Today, at the same time, it happened again. I was even humming the tune when waiting for sleep to come back. Hubby was not amused. Me, neither. I don't get it- haven't watched the movie, did not even hear the song on TV recently. Dvarves must have digged a tunnel to my brain and sit there singing and making merry. I hummed the tune until afternoon- when doing housework, while jigsawing, while being outside. When I started darning in Elsa's cardigan I started humming the theme tune of Pumuckl. I think my brain is dying. Instead of being not amused hubby was absolutely bewildered. Understandable...
Since it was sunny and quite warm hubby and I have begun to install garlands of lights under the glass roof of the terrace. Hubby had to bike to the DiY shop twice, because he needed more clamps. Doing the tour twice must be because hubby loves biking, while I dislike to waste away precious working time- sun is behind the mountain ridge at one thirty in the afternoon. From then on it will cool down quickly. Needless to say that I had to hang the washing up late- it had been time for a change of bedding. Now the cloth hanger is in the house, blocking the way to the TV nook. Husband mine always puts it next to the wood stove, the narrowest place in the living room.
Our new guest cat is funny- she does not like to stay inside long but will show up at least ten times a day, pawing at the terrace door or at the windows. Trying to ignore the young cat lady is hard, because she gets quite loud when not let in...