The basement is a train wreck. Again. I’ve cleaned it up at least three times in the last 18 months only to have the hubs get on a tear and mess it all up: remodeling, building project, perhaps just to drive me insane.
Each time I head down there intent to force order on the chaos, it’s anyone’s guess — Will I make any progress at all, or will I end up circling in despair?
The latest attempt ended in circling. This time I focused on the lamps. Who needs this many lamps, I mean really?
Even the extremely excellent shopping savvy is no defense. Still, deciding which to get rid of continues to evade me. All so lovely, maybe I could use them in rotation.
The first step, they say, is shining a light on the problem. Now the problem is deciding which lamp to use for that light. . .