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 In leafy Berkshire, south of England. |
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Tossing a halo in Rosemary's direction........
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From the edge of Sherwood Forest, home of Robin Hood
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With my sewing table having one end up to the wall/under the window, I had a 'dead end' corner that has been accumulating bags of fabrics and 'bits' for some time now, so yesterday I bought another couple of storage boxes, like the one previously shown and cleared out the corner, hoovered and folded the fabric away into the boxes. I need at least another box, and the other end of the room doesn't look too good(it's clothes for ironing - honest
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Margo wrote:
djane wrote:
Looks great Margo...BUT what did you do with all the stuff that was there before and isn't there now? Robin and Karen..Thanks for the laughs. In our house if someone can't find something they always ask "Mom, did you throw (insert item here) away!!!!" I don't just randomly throw things out but can't stand clutter and have usually taken said item to its proper room or closet. Who would ever think to look for something where it belongs!? Debbie, a lot of the stuff piled up on (and over and around!) the basket was destined for my DIL, and they happened to come for a visit last week-end. What she didn't want was packed in my car and will be delivered to Goodwill this afternoon. The stack of boxes at the right end of the table was DEAD IRONS!!  I really don't know why I was keeping them, but they are now in the garage for next week's trash pick-up. On top of that pile were several products for cleaning irons that have been moved to a drawer closer to the iron.The basket is where I pitch stuff for TheGrands of my DIL to keep it all together until I see them. The stool under the basket doesn't really get used for much now, but my brother made it for me and my children and grandchildren used it a lot when they were little. Some things are worth keeping! It was under there before, but you couldn't see it for the piles around it!  Wow. You really did purge Margo! As for the dead irons--thanks for a good chuckle. Who knows why we humans do some of the things we do but it sure makes our lives more interesting. The pile of towels (still there) is what I use often when I starch fabrics. I spread them out on the floor and lay chunky cuts of fabric on the towels to catch the over-spray. |
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grannyagnes wrote:
djane wrote:
Looks great Margo...BUT what did you do with all the stuff that was there before and isn't there now? Robin and Karen..Thanks for the laughs. In our house if someone can't find something they always ask "Mom, did you throw (insert item here) away!!!!" I don't just randomly throw things out but can't stand clutter and have usually taken said item to its proper room or closet. Who would ever think to look for something where it belongs!? I hear you loud and clear. I know to expect a phone call or two from my bachelor sons after I have visited with the question now phrased, "Mom when you were here did you come across whatever?" We are well over the accusations of throwing stuff away. That resulted in a visit for each when I didn't lift a finger, including cooking. Now I get praise for having cleaned, tidied and sorted so that I won't stop. BRILLIANT STRATEGY!! |
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djane wrote:
Looks great Margo...BUT what did you do with all the stuff that was there before and isn't there now? Robin and Karen..Thanks for the laughs. In our house if someone can't find something they always ask "Mom, did you throw (insert item here) away!!!!" I don't just randomly throw things out but can't stand clutter and have usually taken said item to its proper room or closet. Who would ever think to look for something where it belongs!? Debbie, a lot of the stuff piled up on (and over and around!) the basket was destined for my DIL, and they happened to come for a visit last week-end. What she didn't want was packed in my car and will be delivered to Goodwill this afternoon. The stack of boxes at the right end of the table was DEAD IRONS!! I really don't know why I was keeping them, but they are now in the garage for next week's trash pick-up. On top of that pile were several products for cleaning irons that have been moved to a drawer closer to the iron.The basket is where I pitch stuff for TheGrands of my DIL to keep it all together until I see them. The stool under the basket doesn't really get used for much now, but my brother made it for me and my children and grandchildren used it a lot when they were little. Some things are worth keeping! It was under there before, but you couldn't see it for the piles around it! The pile of towels (still there) is what I use often when I starch fabrics. I spread them out on the floor and lay chunky cuts of fabric on the towels to catch the over-spray. |
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OK...I'm a day late, but this is a huge improvement! I won't share with you the colony of fully grown rabbits that I excavated! No little dust bunnies here!
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Laughing right with you Robin....you gotta love them don't ya! My DH is rather a messy sort....his garage and desk just makes me crazy. I can stand a few dust bunnies, but clutter mess drives me up the wall....when he left on this work assignment that he is on last Oct. his parting words to me were...."do not touch anything in the garage while I am gone...I like everything just where it is right now!"
 I didn't believe him when he said he could read my mind and just knew I was going to go and straighten things up out there in the "pit".  I have been a good girl and haven't touched it...I have to close my eyes though as I back out of the garage....we have a pact now...no garage touching and no sewing room touching. |
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Oh Karen, what a marvelous story!!! I'll be smiling about that for days
. I have a neatnik mom (my dad was an Aries like me—much better at starting things than finishing them, and putting away? heavens!) and I married a neatnik, who has suffered with my chaos all these years (26+). My DH has been known to whisk a plate away from right under my fork -- yes, I was still eating . One of the biggest fights we ever had, though, was when he went into one of my drawers, and threw away the cardboard packaging that was in the plastic covering to my hair scissors. He felt I didn't need it . Actually, we do a pretty good job of keeping the rest of the house neat, and he's learned—finally!—to leave my office/sewing space alone ... mostly. Of course, his office (actually both home and at school) is now starting to look like that of the absent-minded professor he's becoming . |
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