..that caused outrageous meltdown - was it only last week? It wasn't actually in the jar that I emptied onto the floor - apparently in a fit of tidy-itis, I put actual reels of ribbon elsewhere for ease of use. Oh emgee. Don't you wish you were organised like me!!
I think it was worth finding though, it's amongst my very favourite ribbons, this wide organize style...and I'm liking the bright citrussy colours again this year; I may never move on! I thought you might like to know what the outcome of the temper tantrum was. Well........the ribbons lay undisturbed on the floor for two whole days. Apart from the glares of contempt I directed at them. My family went on about their business without apparently, noticing. Which is a whole other skill don't you think - of being blind to that which needs to be tidied? Recognise that?! Anyway, I don't know if you know, but my workdesk is on wheels. Because it is against a door to the garden. Through which from time to time, unreasonable people want access. On the evening of the second day, Mr Dunnit felt the need to stack some timber in the shed. And even my sensibilities were disturbed at the thought of him traipsing through the lounge room to get into the garden form the conservatory. (Sounds frightfully large and posh my house, huh!) So I caved in and said he could move my table. Which meant....yep - forced to finally confront the ribbon problem....if only to stop them being crushed by the boots of the man who can't sit still. So I did confront the problem. I scooped them up and squashed them back into the jar. And despite the un-use-ability, they go on looking very pretty thank you! And the reels are back in there - after all, however terrible the storage, types should all be in the same place!