One of the problems of living in a small terraced house is that eventually you do run out of space..you do. Especially when you are married to a lifelong hoarder. We don't have a garage, so a lot of things that a man keeps in his garage are kept in the house somewhere..often hidden..well sort of. But, then you run out of hiding places so it gets into view. This morning he decided to clear out his side of the bedroom which had become so full of stuff that he had a job to get to his side of the bed. We have a phone in the bedroom but at present it is buried under seven glasses cases!!!When I go in there to see what he is doing, I'm told that I'm not being positive!!and of course I'm stopping his progress. Is it something that creeps up on you this hoarding thing, or is it always there. There does come a point when you just have to say enough and start moving it on. I think you get to a stage when you realize that you just don't need everything that you possess, things get stuck and don't move on. No wonder the Charity Shops are crammed with things. Probably if you could look back in your life and see just how much you had spent on the things you had accumulated you would be horrified.
Must be the Spring in the air!! Ah well at least he has started.
Very little happening otherwise today, the bedroom curtains were washed and hung out only for it to rain later. Cleared up now though. I couldn't see the rain, but noticed Bobby who was sat on top of the little hut, suddenly jump down and go inside. better than a weather vane that cat.
Their little hut is just in front of the garden shed,
We gave the little ginger girl some of our cats chicken at lunchtime because they had a rather big portion, and she really enjoyed that. She must have thought it was Christmas. i so hope she goes to a good home somewhere.
Tonight we are having:
A pasta bake
Some green vegetables
A little garlic bread.
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