This cupboard is one of my favorite things in this cottage. You’re saying: Claudia, you have a lot of favorite things.
Guilty as charged.
But I really do love, love, love this piece.
(By the way, this is an older photo. The light this morning was not cooperating with my need to take a picture.)
Anyway, I got it at auction a few years back. I had mentioned to my friend, Heidi, that I needed a big piece for the living room. We’re always struggling with storage in this little cottage that has no attic or basement. As luck would have it, that very night we attended an auction and this beauty appeared. When I discovered there were shelves inside, I was a goner. It’s big and heavy and substantial and I got it for $100. I can’t believe what a difference it has made in our living room.
It holds all sorts of stuff. And it was a mess – a jumble of things that were no longer organized and no longer easily accessible. There was a bag full of scripts and paperwork from my recent stay in Hartford sitting on the floor next to the dollhouse and I couldn’t put any of it away because there was no room in the cupboard. So yesterday, while Don was out, I bit the bullet. I sorted, purged, rearranged and filled a big old trash bag with things I no longer needed.
Record albums, painter’s tape, spray paint, pens, a Manhattan phone book (I threw the rest of our accumulated phone book supply out) legal pads, note pads, ribbon, stationary, paper clips, super glue, staples, hole punch, envelopes, a stack of scripts with all my notations, research material, programs from plays I have coached, receipts from work on the road, filofax calendars from the past 5 years, tax stuff, check stubs, and my incandescent light bulb stash.
Oh yes, I hoard incandescent light bulbs. I detest CFLs. I’m always on the hunt for more.
Now this may not look as exciting to you as it does to me. I haven’t added cute little baskets with chalkboard labels or any of the charming, but ultimately impractical for this space, little organizing tricks I see on the web. After all, this stuff is hidden 99% of the time. But it is an impressive change. Even Don was amazed.
Now to tackle my craft supply closet. It is an even bigger mess; the kind of mess where, if you open the door, you run the risk of everything falling out. On your head.
It feels good to do a wee bit of purging.
Don’t even ask about the shed.
Have you been doing any sorting, purging and rearranging?