Just had the biggest scare of the week.

So, I had a dirty bowl that I was walking down the stairs to put in the sink.

It was pitch black downstairs, so being the lazy person I am, I ignored the darkness and walked until I got to the kitchen light.

I turned it on and almost screamed.

There was my dad, standing at the sink, facing me, eating an unripe banana, just watching and just chewing...

Almost had a heart attack when he calmly walked past me and up the stairs.