Last night I was trying on clothes (shopping spree at Goodwill - don't get too excited) and happened to look over at the Hunny's nightstand. He's always so much more organized and neat than I am. I enjoyed scanning the titles there, knowing he hasn't picked up a book in months, but that he's always hopeful. *sigh* And I understand. Here's his pretty nightstand.
See the lamp? I was so proud of myself for finding that. Twenty bucks at Lowes and it matches the furniture beautifully. Yay me!
Wanna see my nightstand? Untouched. Not even cleaned up a little bit. Still much tidier than usual. Behold:
I'm a slob. I'm tempted to show you the dresser. That's where things REALLY pile up. And the closet! Oh my word! I never did follow up on the cleaning your closet meme going around a while back. Coffee Bean, was that your meme? I meant do it. Really. But everything which doesn't have storage space elsewhere in the house lives in my little closet. Always has. And this is my smallest closet so far in my married life. What's worse is that I really am pretty good about cleaning out my closet annually, but I haven't touched this one since our move a year and a half ago. *sigh* Anyone out there volunteering to come help? Here's a picture, to aid in your decision making. I'm thinking Tanya, since the organizing bug recently bit her (I'm so jealous of her new bookshelves). And she needs something else to do. :)
Wait - wanna see the dresser? I'm torn. Should I show you? Shouldn't I? Hmm. Alright - you've talked me into it. If it will make you feel better about your own dresser. Here.
See what I do for you, my bloggy friends? :)
Until I write again ...