Evidently I dreamt of dirty stairs last night. I have no recollection of this.
At around quarter to 3am I woke Chris up. He found me propped up on my elbow muttering about the stairs - how dirty they were. He tried to get me back to sleep but I insisted that the stairs were so dirty - and pointed at them so he would notice (i was pointing at the wall). After more insistance that the stairs were a mess I finally fell back asleep.