Sunday, June 10, 2007
How does it happen?
Mess. It gets everywhere. One of our neighbours said today, on witnessing us attempting to clear out the shed, that "stuff in sheds is like gas - it expands to fill a space," how true. I tried to keep the bus free of the things that were coming from the shed and, it must be said, I did pretty well to stop the strimmer and the chicken feed making their way into the camper. Black bags full of children's clothes ready for charity shop uplift, though, seem to have made a temporary home for themselves on the lovely new vinyl floor. It doesn't leave much space for the lawnmower or the left over tins of paint...
Mess. It gets everywhere. One of our neighbours said today, on witnessing us attempting to clear out the shed, that "stuff in sheds is like gas - it expands to fill a space," how true. I tried to keep the bus free of the things that were coming from the shed and, it must be said, I did pretty well to stop the strimmer and the chicken feed making their way into the camper. Black bags full of children's clothes ready for charity shop uplift, though, seem to have made a temporary home for themselves on the lovely new vinyl floor. It doesn't leave much space for the lawnmower or the left over tins of paint...
Labels: charity shop, mess, shed, tidy
