Just stuff! Boxed and stored right in front of my worktable. |
More stuff! This time in front of the desk. |
The old fixtures removed from the house and dumped into the studio. |
I can, however, mount a defensive approach--meaning I can defend my own space. I've been to the studio and gathered evidence. These photos prove all. There's is no disputing the fact that my space is under attack, and I intend to defend it strategically: using guilt and exactly enough whine, I will get this "junk" out of the studio! Most of it belongs in the kitchen, but I don't care if he throws it in the trash, so long as he gets it out of the studio. He won't. Throw it in the trash, I mean--he'll haul it in, clean it up and put it away.
Our mattresses from the spare bedroom, used for several nights when we couldn't sleep in the house, but now stored in the studio because we can't get into the bedroom to put them away. |
Boxes of filled jars meant to hold the gate so the puppies have a place to hang out. |
The church pew from the living room stored in the studio and used to stack even more stuff. |
1 comment:
I just have to get on and do it myself - would be quite happy if whining worked!
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