It’s funny what you pick up from your childhood and bring into your adult life. Growing up, I remember my mother and grandmother always wearing an apron around the house – and now that’s exactly what I do.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not some sort of 1950s-style housewife wafting around the house with a duster. I simply like hanging out in an apron, preferably a nice, big industrial-style one. My aprons have to have pockets, though. It means I can put my mobile phone and headphones in them so whatever I’m doing I can chat with my friends in France (trust me, these are long conversations so multi-tasking is essential!).
As soon as I get home from work I head straight for the kitchen where my apron is hanging up on my ForgetMeNot family organiser. Actually, I have two organisers, side by side, because I find them so useful. There are letters and appointment cards stuck to the magnetic board, keys hung on the hooks plus pens, my glasses, the cat’s favourite toy and some kitchen bits on the shelf.
Those organisers are the central hub of my house. Rather than having things scattered around all over the place, everything is in one area. Honestly, it saves so much time – not to mention stress – knowing exactly where I can find things. And, of course, my trusty apron is always there waiting for me.
Sadly, my husband and two children haven’t adopted my love of wearing aprons yet. Still, if they ever do, I know just the place where they can hang theirs...