After only two days the garage/tardis is shipshape again, although not literally as that would be a stupid shape for a garage/tardis, unless you planned to park a ship in it of course. Yes, there is once again a place for everything and everything in its place, the keys have been temporarily hidden from "she who must fill an empty shelf" and everything now has a label in case I forget what it is. I haven't forgotten so far that the garden table is a garden table, but you never know, and you can never find a hammer when you want one, well now you can, it says "hammer" on it. And I put a little heart on the label for Suzanne, so she took it in good spirit, although it's going to be hard to see given where she stuck it, and technically it's her label not mine, but I felt generally it went well.
