|Basket of clutter for redistributing, monitored|
by the (feet of) the feline expert.
One of my favourite decluttering/tidying procrastination tools is to pile clutter neatly in a pile, to be dealt with later, and then put off doing anything about it for ages. (Don't tell me I'm the only one). Even better is to pile it in a rustic basket. Clutter always looks more charming in a basket, right? But the imminent kitten arrival is forcing the distribution of misplaced things to their rightful homes in a more timely fashion and that's no bad thing.
On the food waste front this Friday, it's bread. More bread. When will we ever get the bread thing sussed? Packed lunch bread this time. Excuses for not eating? The reduced price ciabatta rolls were too floury, and Son didn't have time to eat his hammy pitta breads because there was urgent playing to be done outside.
And then there's the burnt toast. "Why's the sink full of bread?" asked Husband this evening. Because the toast caught fire this morning and I had to throw it in the washing up bowl full of water to put it out. Why else!
Is it frugal to not replace the toaster when it dies if you then end up burning the toast on a regular basis when you make it under the grill? I need to get better at single tasking in the mornings.
If you want some really good ideas for dealing with stale bread, instead of photos of old rolls and burnt toast, Sue at Our New Home in the Country has some great tips on her blog today as part of her Simple September series!