I can’t see my desk at work because of all the clutter. I can’t see the dining room table at home because of all the clutter. Actually, I can’t see the bedroom floor, the dining room table, the coffee table, the second bed, my computer desk, the stairs, the hallway or the best part of the kitchen surface. Every draw, cupboard and shelf is full piles of un-opened post and unsorted receipts. The sofa is covered with knitting, the living room floor is taken over with a (marvellous, fabulous and utterly gorgeous, thank you, thank you) 1500 piece jigsaw puzzle. Everywhere is clutter.
It’s all mine. My husband’s stuff is all neatly sorted and filed and in its place. Why can’t I do that?
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‘Cos why would you want to? People like us, we’re too busy being exciting and active to have time to tidy clutter… a cluttered house is a fun house! Yes… I do have a similar problem!
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Love and Hugs from the “Putter” to the “Leaver”.
Organised chaos is a lovely way to live!
Hahaha!! It’s because you have a highly organised mind, and you can’t be organised on the outside as well as the inside…that’s what I tell my OH. If he did more of the shopping/taking care of the bills/sending birthday cards/planning of our lives I would have more head space for cleaning…but he doesn’t so I don’t so he has to deal with it.
A great excuse…but as I do very little of the shopping/taking care of the bills/sending birthday cards/planning of our lives I don’t think I’d live to tell the tale if I tried to use it myself l0l.