I am not a tidy person.
In fact people who know and love me would laugh at me putting "I" and "tidy" in the same sentence.
However, since we have begun to get the house we want it, I have found myself really enjoying the space when it is clutter free, when everything is where it is meant to be.
So this week, having sorted the cookbooks, we have been trying to sort out the food. I am at my worst with cupboards - the temptation to stuff it in and close the door takes over and we end up with a sticky mess of out of date food. With this kitchen we decided that - bar under the sink - there would be no cupboards - just shelves. Then we can see where the mess in and hopefully deal with it.
I have had a set of shelves I inherited from a peripatetic friend stored for several years in the shed - they have come with me to Country Living Fairs but otherwise have been rather neglected.
So at the weekend we dragged them out, sanded them down, painted them grey to match the woodwork and hung them in the food storage bit of the kitchen.
This space is basically a wide corridor between the open living space and the bedrooms - its a space we go through all the time so has to look lovely. With the old pine table, the newly painted shelves and my arts and crafts Liberty dresser (bought when I was 19 and trailed around ever since) its beginning to get there . . . as long as you don't turn and look at the wall with manky fridge, very old freezer and guinea-pig hutch on it!