Since my husband is a problem solver, he read my confession as a plea and offered to redo the closet with me. We imagined and discussed various set-ups with the premise, as always, that form must follow function and finances, and then decided that the existing shelves really did need to come out. What we found behind them was a little gross, so we sanded and repainted the entire closet.
A clean slate:
Our plan A failed once I saw it in the space, so we went back to the drawing board and thought up something even better. Tah-dah, I am quite happy with how it all came together.
Other than some things we didn't need anymore, the closet still holds the same amount of stuff, just much more organized. Some day I might even get around to putting labels on the bins.
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Looks amazing! I wish my spouse took my confessions (complaints) as a project to be solved! :)
ReplyDeleteThat's funny, Carrie, because sometimes I don't want solutions, but just complain. So for years now Craig will ask, when necessary: Do you want me to help solve this problem or should I just listen? I love that man.
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