My life is a losing battle against clutter. I love my books, records, guitars and bicycles but everything in it's right place. I loathe clutter and aspire to order (as opposed to actual minimalism) but alas, feral-wife's life's work seems to be covering every available surface in piles of opened mail, hairclips, discarded clothes, books, make-up, screwed up tissues etc. It's a constant battle.
My life is a losing battle against clutter. I love my books, records, guitars and bicycles but everything in it's right place. I loathe clutter and aspire to order (as opposed to actual minimalism) but alas, feral-wife's life's work seems to be covering every available surface in piles of opened mail, hairclips, discarded clothes, books, make-up, screwed up tissues etc. It's a constant battle.