I finally organized my master bathroom closet!
This was kind of a big deal for me because it was a project that I'd been putting off doing ever since we unpacked and moved in three years ago. Normally I like organizing projects, but I didn't want do to this one, and so the closet became a catch-all for things that I wasn't sure what to do with. I never got around to getting it properly cleaned out and organized. Until now!
|You would never know from the outside the mess that lurked behind this door!|
The reason for my procrastination and neglect of this particular closet? There were things in there that I wasn't ready to deal with when we moved in. Things like mementos of my beloved dog Christy, who had passed away two months before we moved here and who I was still missing very much, and reminders of our life in Connecticut that I was worried would trigger a massive bout of homesickness for New England. So I ignored the objects and dealt with the emotions instead. (And actually, it worked: I never got very homesick and my sadness over Christy subsided as grief naturally does.) But the piles continued to grow until I finally decided the time had come to get that closet and all of its contents whipped into shape, and I did just that over the course of a few days.
It feels good to have confronted and properly stored special mementos of the past. It's a good reminder that we are all complex people who show a certain face to the world but only we know what's really going on inside. This is one of the reasons we need to try to be understanding and kind to others.
On a practical level, it feels good to have satisfied my neat freak tendencies and to have a proper place now for keeping things that are dear to me.
I should have taken a "before" picture, but I didn't think to take pictures of this until I was done and feeling pretty pleased with myself.
Behold the neat and organized interior!
Boxed up mementos and cards.
Yeah. I organized all that. And it felt good!