My kitchen had been a mess for a while, with only one garbage bin while Plymouth splits its waste in two, a big pile of muddy caving-related stuff, and a plethora of worn out moving boxes. My desk was completely covered by my old monitor. Is that good? No! What does one need to do? Get rid of it! And I'm a complete non-talent at trowing things away, and the size, weight and nature of the boxes and the monitor meant transport needed to be performed by car, and I don't like driving, especially on a saturday, but I managed to kick myself violently enough in the procrastinating bum. So I loaded up the car and went! Impressing myself immensely.
The recycling centre itself is not immensely impressive
Tossing things away cleared up but did not solve the issue of piles of whatnot on my kitchen floor. So I unwaveringly hastened to a second hand shop and got me a piece of furniture that looked like it was made for dangling muddy garments from, and a waste basket. And they're in place now! My kitchen is so tidy and organised. More vuxenpoang again, but I think these are to be enjoyed. Or is a cupboard especially for muddy garments not a grown-up thing to have? And know I write this post at my empty desk!
Ta-daa! A real lady's kitchen.