After two heartfelt posts surely you knew I would have to come up for air?
I blame this post on Dani.
Yes, that Dani - she of the classic tweedy style and stoves that I might crawl into and live in like a hobbit under a hillock...
So she told me about that damn tidying book.
I haven't really had time to "do" the book yet, what with work and Christmas and all, but I did my office (8 garbage bags later!) and then moved on to the current season's wardrobe, because well, I couldn't resist and frankly, I don't have a huge wardrobe anyway.
And I'm not going to lie. I was intrigued about the folding. And then Patricia (or was it Marie?) mentioned the videos of the konmari folding method online.
So I watched them. And re-watched them, since, if truth be told, I do not naturally lend myself to that kind of thing (for example, I still don't really know how to tie my shoes like everyone else. I just tie them. I guess I could learn, but I've managed this many years so why bother?).
And then friends, I became a folding machine.
I folded here
I folded there
I folded all
I folded high
I folded low
and if i could
I'd fold the snow!
|damn, the green sweater up front is slight askew! |
I'm going to have to run up and take care of that...
|Barry's tshirts! He is using the konmari method now!|
There's a picture book in that. Or a psychiatrist. You decide....
oh and as per the post title:
Just imagining me in this, only folding....