But once the front box with pens is removed, it is rather more pitiful sight:
Once a year or so, I feel the urgent need to clear out the drawer of doom, usually because I am trying to find something that I need (my address book on this particular occasion). I doesn't take much time really and has a very high effort to satisfaction ratio, perfect for a gloomy Sunday afternoon.
30 minutes later, a pile of recycling material and one supermarket plastic full of non recyclable and non usable clutter is ready for the respective wheelie bins. I did find some really useful things, for example my long missing pinking shears and a bike light. Other stuff was less useful, for example a dried out stamp pad and a pair of clearly broken headphones. I didn't find my address book unfortunately and Christmas card writing will be delayed until I have tackled another hot spot where clutter accumulates.
Never mind, I am pleased all the same because the drawer of doom is now a drawer of neatly organised stationary. For now.
Have a great Monday! Coincidentally my last official "Monday off", from tomorrow I will be unemployed. A scary but also really uplifting thought. More of that another day. Cx