This book was a childhood favourite. Getting organized is fun!
The January Cure left our house in a SERIOUS state of disarray.
We moved Matthew’s desk out of the “den” to start making room for a nursery. The new configuration left me office-less, so I’m typing from the couch again.
We have filing boxes and stacks of papercrap* everywhere. Pattern pieces spilling out of a cart. An unplugged record player where the crib will be. Bags of old clothing that need to be dropped off at Salvation Army. Stuff, stuff, stuff.
Making room for a tiny person — specifically, a lady baby! — takes work.
This week, I decided to tackle the simplest of organization projects: the laundry closet.
We hung up a battery operated light in there last January Cure — it used to be impossible to do laundry at night due to COMPLETE DARKNESS — but storage seemed to be a non-option. It’s just a closet.
The only space not occupied: the back of the door.
Say hello to our shoe-organizer-turned-cleaning-product-holder.
Slowly but surely we’ll tackle this mess.
At this time of the year, even when not pregnant, I crave clutter-free minimalism. You?
*The official term for all files, cards, receipts and printouts that have no home.