Currently living in distinct fear of what other half is going to say when she finds, having gone to the trouble of removing a mysterious bag of clothes this morning, five further bags having been acquired in its place.
Had no time available to go to charity shop myself with call expected from boss (inevitably keeping me waiting so far), so have stashed bags in following locations to avoid another row: under stairs (one bag), spare bedroom (one bag), car boot (two bags), my office (one bag). Making this note for sake of record so bags can be retrieved when suitable opportunity arises.
Oh god! Another bag arrived on doorstep at time of writing. Now are two bags in office, making working rather akin to doing so in sparsely populated wheelie bin.