If one day, when you’re shaking out the crumbs and debris from your keyboard, a genie popped out and gave you one wish to improve your life, what would you wish for?
I’m not talking about a lottery win, or becoming a bestselling novelist (we could all wish for those) but something that would help you practically on a day to day basis.
I know what I’d wish for – a self-tidying house. I can cope with the cleaning – just about, but I hate having to wade through the mountain of belongings before I even get to the surfaces I need to clean. It doesn’t help that both my husband and I are hoarders. My weakness are newspapers and magazines. I don’t like to throw them away until I have read them in case I might read a snippet of something useful for a story, but I don’t always get the time to actually read them and the paper mountain rapidly builds.
Apart from that I think I live with the three most untidy males on the planet. I mean, why would you put something away when you could drop it on the floor or sofa?
And I do try to train them – particularly my sons – I’m thinking of their future partners after all – but it’s like banging my head against a brick wall – repeatedly.
So a self-tidying house would free up a lot of my time in a day to day basis.
What would you wish for?
PS – rant over!