Showing posts with label Organization. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Organization. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Neglected Hall Closet Gets Some Overdue Love

  When we moved in 2 years ago, there were some items left in the hall closet. Rather than deal with those items, I promptly added more items. Those items fell in love and created more items. And they would have lived happily ever after......
 But the cleaning fairy sprinkled her dust...


I know. It's bad, real bad.
I found some cool boxes/bins at the dollar store and they worked perfectly for this closet.

Of course, everything got a label.



Vaccum cleaner bags have their own little home now.

I added commonly used cleaners to the doors where the kids can access them easily.-- And put them back.


Let's not forget the aftermath of my organizing frenzy.






Sunday, May 15, 2011

Catch-All Kitchen Cabinet

Do you have a catch all cabinet in your kitchen? Here's mine -ahem- one of mine.
Just in case you think it's not that bad, here's a close up.


There we have it. I whipped out the label maker and
some dollar store baskets.
Also got a strange urge to not only line each shelf with shelf liner but
also the back of the cabinet too....?
It's no wonder I put off organizing...
I did this about a month ago and everything is staying put....could it be...the
power of labels?
Label maker is my new BFF.
Check out the after math.

Sunday, March 27, 2011

A Wrapping Station

I'm having fun playing  in the more organized basement. Tonight I organized a wrapping station in less than 1 hour with crap I had on hand.
That's a shoe rack holding the wrapping paper. I noticed that the wrapping paper I've purchased from the dollar store, didn't fit as well as the more expensive stuff. - The cardboard inserts are not as wide.
I hung the loads of gift bags on hangers.

I used this hangy, organizer, thing-a-ma-bop for tissue paper. -And I've got a little space to put gifts to have on hand.
Ser-sly. After the basement trauma I've been through, vacant space makes me plum giddy!

                                                In the basket I put gift boxes.

The greeting cards were already organized, shocking, I know so I just left them in their container above the bows and ribbons.

There she is, my little wrapping station.
Just in time for birthdays which are like a whole season around here.

Monday, March 21, 2011

Basement Drudgery Room #2

  I took aboout 15 minutes to follow a creative whim and spray painted one of the 5 cabinet doors with chalkboard paint. It helped ease the pain of delving into room #2.

  I'm sad to say I don't have a before picture. I thought I took one months ago when I intended on starting the process but maybe I started to take one but ate a bowl of cookie dough icecream instead.

  At any rate you know my definition of disaster by now, so use your imagination. And then add 10 more spilling over the top boxes to the scene.

          That's where my Dad is going to put his stuff.

          We have dreams of this becoming a guest suite. I've got it all laid out in my head- a white, thick comforter turned down just so. A white over -the- top shaggy rug for underneath the bed... a luggage rack....pops of grey/blue here and there...beautiful tile floors...white moulding instead of oak...
            But for now it's just this.

             Behind that screen is a buttload of someone elses crap building materials that were left here when we bought the house. I'm not sure what needs to be tossed so I just disguised it for the time being and tossed some of my storage baskets on top. That space there is actually really large and someday we want it to be a bathroom with shower and separate soaking tub. That's the dream.
                                                   This is the reality.  My crap on top of their crap.


Hey! Look at how much I made today!

Sunday, March 20, 2011

I Get By With a Little Help From My Friend

....Holy Spirit help, that is!
 
  Once upon a time a long, long time ago, I told you about the state of our basement. A normal person would just go in and clean that mess up.  I gave a whack at normalcy but would ultimately get frustrated, overwhelmed and an irresistible craving for cookie dough ice cream.

 My Dad has been renting a storage building for furniture from a home he is currently renting out. He called to say he was tired of paying the rent on the storage and could he bring the furniture here?
  So I said, "Let me get this straight. You want to bring all your crap to add to all my crap? What is this, a crap house?  Sure. Bring it. Give me a date." I prayed for the end of the month. Initially, he said next weekend but my Dad being the ultimate task master (Why did I not get that gene???)  moved up the date by like 4 days!!

Nothing like a deadline- and a Daddy- to get a girl motivated. Until of course, I saw this.





And this......




How does this even happen? It looks like the Incredible Hulk moved us in.



I whispered a prayer. seriously. I prayed nearly the whole time I cleaned. And He was right there talking me through it.
And that became this.




And this
All of those boxes under the table are photos, scrapbooks and albums. Argh. This task is shelved but NOT finished! Thank you, Lord, for digital.



All the stuff under the table above is curriculum.

I took the doors off of some of the cabinets because we've moved them so many times, it is pretty much impossible to attach them again. I re purposed a few of them as a vain attempt to add a pop of color in this space artwork. See if you can find them in the other pics.


This is all my craft stuff and I mean a ton of it! I've got every thing from wooden eggs to scented play doh  packed in this space.


Coordinating containers and a label maker would help the aesthetics but for now it is not meant to be.

Look how many pens and pencils I found! I must have spent 45 minutes trying out pens to see which worked and  I'm sure I tossed at least this many.
Maybe I should do a random act of kindness and pass them around to the local store clerks who are always complaining that someone stole their pen. Then again, maybe that someone was me...




Behind curtain #2 (yes, it's a shower curtain. I'm on a deadline here, people.)

Children's books; arranged according to historical, historical literature, literature, science, fun reads etc.
Behind door number 3 are games kind of randomly thrown in. I knew there was no point in organizing them until I round up all the other games in the house. Yes. We have 2 Scrabbles. I have no idea why.
But I do feel a craft project coming on with one of them....
I still have short term plans for this room.
Did I mention that this is only one of the 4 disaster rooms?
Umm. yeah. And I have 24 hrs. to get the rest done before our arrival of more stuff. 
whoopee...

The good news is, apparently I'm getting paid by the hour because look at all this change I found.

So let's compare the before and afters...





                                          
                    

I took a little time to thank my Helper...