Clutter

I feel like it’s one step forward, two steps back.  Who has time to do any big projects when I spend all day playing “find the smell” (old dishtowel used to sop up milk shoved in cupboard) and picking up things like this: a shoe stuffed inside a Hallowe’en bag.

The shoe is the one we spent 20 minutes trying to find this morning when getting out the door; the Hallowe’en bag keeps coming back to life (I’ve thrown it out TWICE and it’s REALLY hard for me to throw things in the trash).

It’s the little things … sigh

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