Monday, 16 February 2009
So anyway, with my new found spark of optimism burning in my chest I decided to tackle the pile of clothing in the corner of our bedroom. Mostly mine, I have to admit and mostly clean, mostly summer stuff and mostly a huge enormous mess that mocked me every morning.
This picture isn't it, I couldn't share the real mess, heavens no. What would you think?
It's gone now. I bundled it all onto the bed and if we wanted to sleep tonight I had to sort it out. So I did. My foot with it's stupid plantar fasciitis is paaaaaainful tonight after standing on it for a few hours but I feel a little lighter for getting that one job out of the way. It's true, decluterification is good for the soul if not for the spellcheck. Next on my list is the back bedroom/spare room/George's room/new baby's room.... oh ok, junk room.
I don't think we'll ever be minimalists. *sigh*