Worth the wait?

I have friends who have summer and winter wardrobes (as in clothes rather than cupboards although they may have those too.) I've never had that: my clothes blur between seasons.

So before showering this morning I went to the airing cupboard to look for socks. Realising there were lots of clothes in there I decided to put them away. 

Putting them away I found I was having to screw things up (almost) to get them in my over-flowing drawers. 

So I began to sort out my drawers. And now, dear readers, I am delighted to tell you that I too have summer and winter wardrobes. Sort of. 

I put my shorts and strappy t-shirts at the back of the shelf in the wardrobe and sorted out a whole load of clothes I don't wear any longer to go to the charity shop. I feel like a new woman, a proper grown-up lady.

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Both grandsons' football games were called off this weekend because of a hard frost making the ground unsafe for little legs. 

Oh yes, I remember, I knew I'd been inspired to write this post by something but by the time I began it I couldn't remember what it was. It's come to me now. Over on her blog, Sparkling Merlot has a cartoon about an advent calendar, which reminded me I haven't yet filled our reusable one with choccies.

That means that when I do get around to it I will have at least eleven chocolates to eat immediately. Obviously I mean we will have. I will share them with Husband.

And that was really worth waiting for, wasn't it?