Not shopping, not even coffee... I'm talking about a good old bedroom tidy.
Why is it that lurking on every messy bedroom floor are hundreds of Bobby pins and 10 cent pieces you never knew you had?
I started with the washing pile and my state of mind quickly escalated to expunging every deviant object/speck of dust.
I find it odd I can go for months not seeing the mess, and then in a sudden moment of clarity all I can see is the mess, and it must go...
My conclusion thus far is I need another bookshelf. The floor just isn't cutting it.