I live in a house divided. Not in the usual Purdue vs IU way. No, I live in a house in which (gulp, deep breath, sigh…) the idea that ALL areas should be well-organized, clean, and…well….pretty…isn’t widely accepted. I mean, can you even believe that?
Of course I notice these areas of non-compliance to the “Pretty Rule,” whether it be in the garage where I organize the workbench but within a matter of minutes a few days it is piled halfway up the wall, or the kids’ cubbies in the mudroom, that overnight become stuffed full of dirty laundry, toys, school papers, candy wrappers, and a ridiculous number of pencils (the new, guiltless birthday-or-holiday-or-any-other-fathomable-event classroom giveaway). I very recently had a literal LOL moment, though….
I was growing tired of the accessories I had displayed in our linen closet (yes, you read that correctly…I accessorize closets; in my defense, the linen closet of which I am speaking is a DOORLESS closet in our master bath). So, on a mission to the basement storage room where I keep a little stash of “resting/retired” decor, I took note (and a pic) of an area that I have absolutely no say in…primarily because I don’t have a clue what any of it does or means! See the following:
I mean, I’m all for safety (note the fire extinguisher, as I’m sure it would come in handy if that crazy mess of cords spontaneously combusts someday). But I dare you to argue that my closets aren’t more user-friendly, and…well…pretty!