Coats and shoes thrown on the floor, left on the table so we can’t eat dinner, kicked off at the bottom of the stairs for us to trip over.
I could blame the husband, point my finger at the kids but that red coat? It’s mine. the trainers are mine and the monster’s coat and wellies are there because I sat down with and took them off her and then left them on the floor.
For two days….
Yes, that’s right. Here I am trying to get the house under control and the clutter tidied and I do things like that.
While I can’t promise that my coat will always be hung up I can say truthfully from now on that I’m going to make a conscious effort to put my shoes in the show box and my coat in the general area of the coat hooks. On the pram will be fine just not on the floor!
I’m a work in progress, one messy bit at a time.