I love my brother

He left yesterday for his gig in Denmark playing European Football league (and if I meant foot-the-ball/soccer I would have said it. He plays Linebacker I think.) and I didn't get to see him off because of a prior appointment.

When I got home yesterday I pretty much went straight to bed not feeling so well after dealing with people. Getting up to make cereal this morning I found he had left me a pile of...presents.

I save those plastic take-out containers to reuse for lunchboxes, and since he's been home Martin was making good use of them for that purpose, such to the point where I couldn't find any of the ones I saved.

Well. They're back now. Unwashed from his food and some at least several months old from being in his car. If it weren't WINTER I'm sure they would have been much more disgusting. I suspect a few of them were in his gymbag for a few weeks judging from the state of them.

That being said, I think I'll let these soak, drain that water, and repeat until the smell goes away.