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!
