Yes, it's noon here in beautiful (if humid) east TN, and yes, I've been up for about an hour. I have made coffee, pooped, smoked, checked my phone, cleaned the two refrigerator shelves I've been ignoring for far too long, wiped out inside same refrigerator, and found a small sword stuck into part of the vent system.
Relax, it's a Playmobile sword, so the danger is minimal, but still . . .
I asked the boys about it, but neither of them remembers playing with Playmobile toys in there, and certainly neither remembers leaving a sword. It may well remain a mystery for the ages, but I would like to know who's been fighting in the fridge.