See this blue box, that always got caught on the door-thingy? The box that is filled to the rim? The box that hasn’t moved or seen the light of day for over six years? Yea. That box. Well, I pulled that baby out and dealt with it.
See this pretty blue chest? I love my Salvation Army chest. I’ve had it painted for about a year and a half now and finally lined the wonky drawers today. You can’t say I don’t get things done! Anyway…
I took the pretty tablecloths from the torn up blue box in my linen closet and put them in here! While I was at it, I searched around the house for more table linens and organized them in my pretty blue chest. I love all of my April Cornell table cloths. They make me happy.
Until I begin to push this thing around and notice nothing is being sucked up. I’m just like pushing the dirt and dog hair around the floor. No problem, I still have a bit of gung-ho in me from the closet clean out. I take the bad boy apart. Not once. Not twice. BUT THREE TIMES! All of a sudden, I’m exhausted, joyless and pretty frustrated.