i used to be a neatness freak, yeah even house-proud.

When I was first on my own, living in Fitchburg, Chicopee and Pittsfield MA. I was fussiness incarnate around the home. Don't spread this around, but in those days I would iron my sheets and my underwear (as well as those items which needed to be ironed). On one of her visits my Mum saw me use a hand held to gather up bread crumbs from the dining room table. She said that she had never before seen a dining table being vacuum cleaned! Now in retirement (twelve years now) I have become utterly lax about cleaning, tidying etc. I place "stuff" on my hall table, on my desk, on a card table in my bedroom, and on my dining room table - stuff which sits and gathers dust. I look at the mess and say to myself "I'll deal with that tomorrow". In retirement "tomorrow" is a long way off! But I attacked it with a vengeance today. Here is a massive bunch of paper stuff that will be recycled next Thursday. And in my utility...