I read an article a while back that "15 minutes a day" could keep your home clutter-free. Once you get it perfect (the author declined to say how long that would take), only 15 minutes would keep it that way, if you "kept on top of it". I'm guessing the author doesn't have five kids and a husband who keeps everything in piles. Or maybe she's just more of a dictator than I am.
It would be nice to have everything in a place. My poor place doesn't have a home for everything, though. I know, whine, whine, whine. Someday it will, I swear.
Doug really wanted a bookcase for our bedroom. I wanted built-ins that have doors so that little hands do not continually take down books. Since Doug is the one actually making the bookcase, he won. Or at least, the newly-made bookcase is now in our room. It is still unpainted, therefore temporary, in my opinion.
A very impressive one-day project |
And wouldn't you know, Sophia has applied herself diligently to the task of taking those books down. Every day. Sometimes more than once a day. So why didn't we just leave them on the floor? That's my question.
I tried to "catch" Sophie in the act, but this is what I got. Sad that most of this mess cannot be attributed to Sophie. |
Although we can always use a bookcase, so I'm not really complaining...this one will have a home. Just not always in my room, I'm thinking.
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