Came home from the post office with a package of 4 new records. Wife and kids were busy getting the green house set up. Perfect right? I can listen to music in peace. Brewed myself a tea and put the new Fleet Foxes on. Before I finish Side A, everyone clamoured in, talking over the music, dog barking, and started vacuuming up the dirt they had dragged in.
TL/DR: A Greenhouse is a great place to hide bodies.