That’s the title of a book I have. Somewhere (I think it was a TV series too)
It is all about organising your life. Or something. I can’t be more specific because I mislaid it soon after I bought it so never actually got round to reading it
I vaguely recall it said something about sorting out stuff though, like drawers and shelves, as well as managing time more effectively and generally being a very organised individual who never has to look for a book they once bought again, because it would be on the shelf where books like that belong
Trouble is, as I said, I lost it
It WAS under the bed. I remember seeing it there once when I was looking for something else. But then we decorated the bedroom and under-the-bed got all organised so I can’t find anything that used to be under there now
My underwear drawer is the same. It spread out to invade my scarf drawer and my pyjama drawer. And sometimes under the bed
Now, I have too much underwear. I don’t wear most of it, I just bought it because, well because I could. Like the book. I should sort out my underwear
I found a whole rack of clothes I forgot I had recently, in a wardrobe in my son’s room. And before you say anything, no, he wasn’t borrowing them – I needed somewhere to put some stuff and he had a space. That was about two years ago. Need to organise that really
I could go on, the list of things I need to sort out is endless
I never will though
Life really is too short for laundering
Instead I shall wake up each day knowing it will be interesting and varied. I will start new projects and never finish them. I will buy things I don’t need and put them ‘ somewhere’ and then forget about them
One day I will dig that book out and read it
The Flossie Country Files 