I know that keeping our stuff to a minimum and simplifying as much as we can is a good thing but sometimes it is difficult to articulate why this is the case. It is not until something occurs that we are reminded of just how useful it is to live with less.
Last weekend we had 20 guests for a BBQ lunch on the verandah. About an hour before they arrived, The Duke announced that we could use the folding table as well. This happens to be my sewing table and it was far from perfectly tidy.
I quickly tossed a few pieces of fabric and UFO’s on the spare bed and almost instantly we had an extra table for our entertaining. Even though I had to move a few things it was no real imposition. It makes sense that this table is being used almost every day rather than being folded up and gathering dust, waiting to be used once or twice per year.
This is the spare bed with everything that was on the sewing table.
The BBQ is over and the table is back in the room. Everything is still on the bed as I am going to take this opportunity to sort out a few more things and find proper homes for them. The table is pretty well bare at the moment apart from my sewing machine.
I will have to get the sorting done before Saturday afternoon when Miss O and Izz come to stay the night as this is the single bed and trundle bed that they use.