Our place where relatively important things go that don't have another home is behind the fruitbowl on a corner shelf in the kitchen.
Got a small pot for change, post that shouldn't get lost in the cupboard shelf for post we're trying to ignore that can't be chucked away, stuffed around the back.
But little things get put under the edge of it when I'm trying to keep the worktop clear (which I'm very anal about
), stuff like a plaggy bag of tulip bulbs, thermomether, screws, pencil sharpener...
If I put them in a cupboard they'll never see the light of day again, but I'm making a half whole hearted attempt to clear up for PILs visit tomorrow (where I'll be paying particular critical attention to what's being said so I can take offence afterwards
) and it needs doing.
Control. I need control! And things that don't fit in anywhere make me feel uneasy.
DH should leave me shouldn't he?