Clutter

I had a dental appointment in Lordswood this morning, and afterwards we went to see James in his new house. He has spent the last few weeks saying ‘don’t worry Mum, she is taking everything except the sofas and tv, I don’t have much’. He wouldn’t listen, and despite being 44 he learnt the hard way. When we arrived there was not a square inch of floor space anywhere. Bags, boxes and stuff everywhere. James, who hasn’t slept more than a couple of hours each night for days was clearly overwhelmed. Mum to the rescue. The photo was taken after we had cleared the sofas, putting bedroom stuff in bedrooms, put all the rubbish outside to be dealt with later, and put together the table and chairs, so that he has somewhere clear to work on Monday. When Liam arrived and walked into the low hanging lights a few times, Mr L stepped in (or up) to raise them up! 

It all looked much better, and there were chairs to sit on. I think he grasped the concept of one box at a time!