At the start of the month we cleared away most of our trinkets and decorative stuff and lived for a while with a bit of breathing space. On Sunday evening Dan revealed he couldn't cope with it anymore and he wanted things back in their place.
So that's what happened. The pile of books is back.
The bird picture and friends are back, I think Dan missed the picture most of all.
The quilting stuff on the arm of the sofa never went away. Much better.