The worst one was when someone came to the house and I had to let them in but the house was a total disgrace, and the person treated me as if I was stupid. He was disgusted, and rightly so, but the way he spoke down to me was so upsetting.
The second event that in my mind happened on the same day, but it probably didn't, was when I became stuck between the coffee table and tv unit in our snug. I was so large and so out of shape and the room so full of junk I couldn't move and had to wait for Dan to come and rescue me. How bad is that!
Anyway, we are now... 14 years down the line so as someone once sang - I can smile about it now but at the time it was terrible. Anyway, back to messy minimalist, I have been enjoying her videos and they have been prodding me to do more (even though the house is in pretty good shape these days, other than the hay, but that is what it is). Last night Dan came home with his Secret Santa gift, which was a big pile of snacks *yay*, the best thing is that it came in a nice box.
I decided to use it for my scraps of fabric, which has been living in a huge coffee sack
Apologies for the pictures, I did this when it was dark!
I can't believe everything fit inside! This is all my smallest scraps and any cut pieces of fabric. Not that many really, which is a very good thing. Everything, other than wadding and my cutting mats, now fit into the sideboard, which has to work very hard! It holds books and crafty bits
Stationery and other assorted stuff
Fabric and sewing things, my few larger bits of fabric are underneath the box.
It doesn't look amazingly tidy, but it works. I was left with a small amount of bits to chuck away, and an empty coffee sack!
And all before 8 am.