Ok, I've promised this one twice now so I gotta deliver.  Yes, I will get back to those first floor bathroom cabinets, promise that too.  Man, I've got so much to do!!

And goodness, I see I started this eons ago....

It's a new year (ack jeez louise, now it's June, holy embarrassing).  I, for some reason, every January it seems, get a monster itch to organize, reorganize, tidy up, and clean out, thin the herd.  It's not a resolution I make.  I don't make resolutions.  A well-marketed itch I suppose.

Well, really, if I'm to be truly honest, that major itch hits every few months.  The targets change.  As now my workbench is demanding an overhaul redo.....

Back in the basement, (man I spend an inordinate amount of time in our basement, goodness) I've been pacing about, trying to figure out how to improve the usefulness of the limited space yet again.
In a lame attempt to store wood, stick lumber, pieces, scraps and bits out of sight, I stacked them on the top shelf behind the curtains.  Not really the greatest place as a.) can't see nor reach much, b.) it's all stacked on itself, c.) it's a mess, and d.) a hassle to yank anything out.

Plus there's wood laying on the floor.  Plus there was trim laying on the make-shift table.  Junk stacked in the window sill.  I mean, stuff.  Everywhere.  Bad.

Beeeefore.  A compact mess, a mess nonetheless.  Such sublime poetry.That make-shift table is the do...