As I do part of the flat, I think of more to do.
Rearranged, reorganised, reshuffled, refinished, redecorated....and then, I think...oh, yes, that would be a good idea.
The poodle keeps walking to where the sofa was, and I have to redirect her to the new location. Jeans are where the tshirts were, sheets and towels exchanged places..I bought new, lovely hangers, no more wire hangers!!!
I think I just channeled Joan Crawford for a moment...I have an insane need to find George Cukor and make a film.
I've spent time in the bedroom, setting up the closet in genre, then colour order. I'm so sated, I may have to find a cigarette.
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Thank goodness you didn't beat the poodle with wire hangers.
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