My Closet Makeover

Have you ever had one of these days?  You walk into a closet or a room or ... wait for it ... your garage or basement and you find this.  A disorganized mess that you are just sure you could never have caused.  I had one of those moments some time back, when my life was moving more quickly than I could manage.  I walked into my closet and I could feel the walls and stuff closing in on me.  They say your closet and/or your bathroom most clearly reflect the status of your life.  By the way, who are they?

Well, I am an organizer from way back when, so I took everything out and started over.

First I started with the shoes I was keeping ...

42 in all.  Is that wrong?  'Cause I don't wanna be right!  I boxed and labeled them to avoid an avalanche in the future.  I have been pleased with the results.

Then I moved on to the opposite side of the closet.  Cue the dramatic music ...

Please tell me this wasn't my closet!  Yikes.

Well, I knew from my official organizing training (that's the top secret name), you place "like" items together.  So I went and bought some drawers.  Good thing I'm tall, right?  Again, I pulled out my trusty label maker and voila ...

I fixed what was wrong beneath it too.  (Note to self:  Matching hangers would be nice.)

So, I worked really hard.  I purged three large bins of clothes, most with tags still on them, I'm sorry to say, but someone shopping at the Goodwill store will find them.  I cleaned every nook and cranny.  I also took about 50 additional pictures.  Don't panic.  I will spare you.  Breathe.  Only one more.  The final shot. 

After:

It is a much friendlier atmosphere, don't you think?  I do need to mention one thing.  See the man's tie hanging there?  The purple one with the bright birthday balloons on it.  It's now mine -- a trophy, you might say.  See, my better half wore that on our first date -- a blind date -- so that I could find him at the crowded subway station.  He took my breath away the moment I saw him.  We knew within a few hours we had something very special together.  At the end of the date, he gave me the tie. 

Funny thing is, I thought that might be the only "loud" tie he had.  Gee, was I wrong.  But then I got to know him and found out that a quiet, subtle tie could hardly keep up with his bigger-than-life personality! 

So that's the short version of my two-day closet makeover. 

Organize your life and find some household bliss!