|The scrap hamper|
There are actually worse bits, but I can't maneuver sufficiently to get a photo.
And did I clean up tonight? No, I did not.
|Floor alongside sewing table|
I haven't gone into it, but my house gave me grief for Christmas, along with an obscene and still-to-come plumbing bill.
Have I ever mentioned that my house is a vindictive, ungrateful pile of bricks? Well, she is. And if she doesn't knock this crap off, I may never clean my workroom again. Serves her right.