What is the deal?!
I have always had a great memory (selective, of course) but the past year I have been making myself crazy. Usually, I'm pretty good about putting things back where they belong. With the widow thing, I decided to shake things up and move things around a bit ... in a way that makes more sense in my daily routine. Multiply that by TWO homes, and I can't seem to remember what I have where!
The condo still has a storage room with 30+ boxes and other stuff that have no home. Due to grandchildren, five roommates for six weeks and planning (and procrastination), I have not finished my "plan" for the kitchen. I have too much stuff. I did decide that I don't need a huge pantry of food ... for just one person. The grocery store is four blocks away. Plus, the pantry is too deep so no one knows what lurks in the back anyway. Each side is very very narrow so probably not worth putting in sliding shelves/drawers.
Yet it seems perfect for housing large serving dishes, bowls, pitchers, warming trays and appliances.
My dream would be to have an organized little condo with a place for everything and everything in its place. Outdoor items stored together ... pool toys, cooler, picnic basket. Linens and blankets and towels. Toys, art supplies and grandboy stuff. Office and photos and reading. And then there is the HUGE closet (I think 22 linear feet with two upper shelves) in the master that could hold the seasonal decor, seasonal clothing and keepsakes. As well as my clothes and shoes
Today is a little overcast and cool and my wonderful sister said why don't we spend two hours in there and see what we can do. You know, sometimes I just need a partner in crime!
Afterward ... we are rewarding ourselves with pedicures!