There are two baskets of clean washing on my living room floor.
In my bedroom, there are two full baskets and three more are sitting outside my bedroom door (“tripping hazard!” says Mr Knightley). One of these baskets is full of unmatched children shoes, the rest have more clean washing.
I also discovered a basket of clean washing under the desk in the schoolroom/nursery/study and another in the boys’ room. There is a basket with dirty washing in the girls’ room, but I suspect it began life as a basket of clean washing, which got buried.
I figure I really should do something about this. So I tipped one of the bedroom baskets into the other one. Now I only have one basket of clean washing on my bedroom floor.
It feels good.
Oh, blog! How I’ve missed you! I’m sorry it’s been so long since I wrote to you. I’ve been very busy not putting washing away.
Laptop on the Ironing Board 