This is the 'toy corner' of our playroom/family room/home office. And no, sadly, I did not mess this up for effect before I took this picture. I didn't have to, it's looked like this for weeks. Which means that every time I sit down to try and write something or research something I have been seeing that out of the corner of my eye.
Not conducive to a good working environment, wouldn't you agree?
After weeks of getting more and more peeved I finally got Shaun to take the kids out of the house (because you cannot bin toys, as broken and ignored as they are, within eyesight of a 4yo) so I could tackle the toys.
Amazingly (annoyingly, maybe, since it had bugged me for so long?) it didn't take too long to sort, bin, regroup everything.
And now I have one tidy corner. For how long I'm not sure, but - wow - what a difference an hour or so of sorting has made to my life!
3 comments:
Ah I love tidy corners, there aren't many in this house, at the moment it looks like the toy monster vomited all over our home!
You can't sort toys out with ANY age child in the house. Oh they say, but I love this toy that they never play with, never.
I've had to wait until my nineteen year old was half way around the world before I dared go in to fill the charity bag!
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