Growing up in Phoenix, I was spoiled by real estate. I grew up in a home with a walk-in closet in my bedroom. Our house had two nicely sized bathrooms and a double garage.
As an adult in the Denver area, I realize how much younger of a city Phoenix is. Homes here in the same socio-economic range often come with one bathroom, zero closets and a nice parking spot on the street. My new home does have a few closets but nothing significant. When organising my office, I realised how much paperwork I have. It’s crazy! Time to go paperless and use something like filecenterdms.com I think. Another thing that I did not like was my many tubs of art supplies hanging out for everyone to see. With this being said, I don’t help myself. Pretty much anytime I go to the store, if there are deals on stationary, I’m there. Who doesn’t like having office supplies for home? You can never have enough. I still need to organise everything in a better way though, so I can justify spending more money on supplies.
Hi! We previously lived in a closet where no one could see us, in all our plastic glory.
Nor the green drapes — although they did provide awesome shade. This space needed some organizational love, including sewing up some panels to hide the junk. At times I feel like I could have simply contacted local Junk Removal services to get rid of all these things that I’m desperately trying to hide. I don’t know why, but I always find a way to keep them, believing they might come in handy someday. Growing up, my mom used to do the same. Maybe I’m becoming like her!
Two yards of heavy canvas and 30 minutes of sewing later — voila. Hidden junk.
Also — Sue sent a lovely housewarming gift this week that she embroidered. I couldn’t bring myself to use the dishcloth in the kitchen, but it looks sweet here — along with the African chicken my friend Tina sent.
And my favorite Japanese print curtains in place. It’s starting to feel like home.