I know I told you Monday that I was starting this week off fresh and then I let Tuesday slip by without a post. Well, now you know why. After dinner last night I retreated to the living room only to find this:
|Hello, I'm the wife, and I'm addicted to magazines.|
The husband made me sit down and throw away magazines - gasp! - and that meant no blogging. So, yes, as mad as I was that he told me some of my precious reads had to go the man had a point - and I rediscovered a bunch of recipes that I marked and never made. I really, really hated to see a lot of those magazines go, but the stack on the bottom of the bookshelf was getting a bit ridiculous.
Tell me: What sort of clutter seems to gather in your house when you're not looking?