Little corners of clutter are simply not escaping my attention any more. Every now and then something different catches my eye and makes me stop and think. This corner is a good example.
We had all the chopping boards next to the bread bin, it worked really well, you grab the loaf from the bread bin grab yourself a board and start slicing away..... you grab a board, yep, one board and start slicing away. If I'm chopping something up I tend to grab one board to chop on too, I've never known myself to grab six boards and start chopping!!
But they've all lived there since we moved in getting wiped down every week so they're not dusty, and moved and cleaned under, but mostly simply not used.
So I thought which are the two boards that I grab when I'm slicing bread (the round one) and when I'm slicing veggies or meat (the rectangular one, one side for veggies and one side for meat) and these are the two that earn their place.
These three got added to the car boot box and the largest one got slid into the cupboard as Lovely Hubby uses this to chop up large joints (which is once in a blue moon). Also into the car boot box went the washed out candle pot, everything else got tidied away and now the corner is clear.
Next the fridge caught my eye, the bits were accumulating, a swift glance told me what was relevant and what was clutter ...
..... it looks a bit better, but there's more to come off yet!!
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The snow is still falling here although now it is light and almost fairy like, tiny little flakes that are drifting down in the most lazy of fashions covering the already deep lying snow with a dusting of perfection. When you step in looking like the top of an icing sugar dusted cake you quickly thaw these tiny flakes and wear the lightest layer of moisture, it really is quite beautifully special.
Time for a soothing hot drink and a sit with my feet up I think, this flu that has had me in it's grip for the past week is slowing abating but has left me as weak as Caldwell, it really is like a nursing home here at the moment.