Everyone has a little clutter.
Today is cleaning day. Working together makes the job so much easier. I don’t want to throw away his trash. to him it’s not trash. He would love to throw mine away – to me it’s not trash. So it sits. And more piles in. I moved my office home a year ago. The books went in the office along with the new furniture. The old office furniture and whatever else we didn’t want out in the public eye went in the weight room – now junk room. Today we found the perfect solution. Move most of it to the garage. I wonder how long it will be there? The house looks better, though! 🙂 Better yet, no fights over throwing out Great-grandpa’s best fingernail clipper that he gave me to remember him. (Seriously, I have Grandpa’s pocket knife still.) What kind of junk lurks in your junk spaces?