The state of my desk drives me insane but the organisation of it seems to reach a certain point which falls short of what I'd like it to look like.
It also applies to the laundry, if you can call it that. You see our laundry is actually a cupboard which houses the washing machine and dryer, and the bench on top. It's always cluttered with odd socks, black tights which no one wants to take ownership of; swimming paraphernalia such as towels, goggles, kick board, goggles; the give-away pile; and occasionally some ironing (I try to avoid ironing altogether).
While we're at it, the bathroom isn't much better. When we moved into the house I had great plans to make a simple curtain to cover up the mess but two years on, I still haven't done it and now I wonder if it's worth it.
I guess the common thread through all of these conundrums is storage – or the lack of it.
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