Graham and me are not tidy people.
Thank goodness this applies to both of us. If only one of a couple is untidy, they would drive their partner mad!
Anyway, because we are not tidy people, things accumulate in drifts and heaps around the house. These are often 'themed' heaps and can last for years.
Such as: clean clothes accumulate in the clean clothes basket in the kitchen.
This means that rather than trailing all the way upstairs to fight your way into the wardrobe (which has a pile of boxes piled against the doors) you just rifle through the clean washing basket and wear the first whatever of yours that comes to hand.
The system works pretty well, because we both know vaguely which heap you might find something in.
The trouble starts when we have an 'Oh God! I can't stand this mess any longer!' episode, and PUT THINGS AWAY.
For a few days afterwards, maybe up to a week, the house is clear and tidy, then the heaps begin accumulating again, in small ways.
But the damage has been done!
Stuff has been PUT AWAY, and because we are used to whatever it is being in that heap over there, and it is no longer there!
We have no idea where it might be.
And so it was, after the plumbers had been and fitted the central heating, we had a sort out in the kitchen.
For many years we have accumulated spare pairs of 'Pound Shop' spectacles, so that when our favourite pair gives up the ghost, we will have a spare pair ready to go. And all the spare pairs were dotted on the shelves of the dresser in the kitchen.
We had this bright idea that just laying about loose, as they had done for many, MANY years, was obviously not good for the specs, the lenses could get scratched etc before they came into use. So in a moment of tidying up madness, we gathered all the pairs of glasses up and PUT THEM AWAY!
This morning Graham's glasses, which he wears constantly, fell to pieces, so a new pair was called for.
This would be no problem, because we always have several pairs of brand new Pound Shop specs ready and waiting for action. He went to the dresser in the kitchen, where the glasses always are and there were NO GLASSES THERE!
Dum, Dum, Daaaaaaah! - dramatic music.
We have put them away. In a safe place.
Where that 'safe place' is, neither of us can remember ......
Luckily he did manage to find a pair that we had missed during the tidying up session, so he could see to take the dogs for a walk.
It is a good thing that even when we are tidying up, we are rubbish at it!