like mother like daughter

Growing up, I was always embarrassed about the chaos and mess at home. Despite the fact that my parents had a decent (or even big) sized house with sufficient storage, there was always stuff everywhere. Including on the sofa, which regularly pissed off my brother. 

Well, what can I say... When I lived in London, I blamed my tiny flat and lack of storage for the chaos. Now, in a much bigger place, I really cannot use that excuse anymore. And still, my place is a mess. And my sofa especially is full of crap, with only space for myself to sit...

Plan for the weekend: TIDYING and trying my very best to keep it that way.