Yes, I’m having an intervention…for myself. Let me start at the beginning.
It’s no secret. Anyone who knows me knows that I’m not exactly what you would consider an organized person. (Okay, those of you who do know me, please stop laughing. I know that’s the understatement of the year.)
I love to make things look pretty on the outside, but I’m generally unconcerned about what lies behind closed doors. If I can shove things into a closet, under the bed, or into cabinets, and close the door and have things look pretty, I’m okay with that.
But last night, as I was cleaning my kitchen, I realized that it’s time to grow up. It’s time to stop being okay with my present system, because my system isn’t working. Not only do I have a ton of wasted space in my tiny little condo—valuable space that could be used much more efficiently in these 834-square-feet that I call my home—but I also waste a ton of time trying to find things.
Enough is enough.
So they say that the first step to recovery is admitting that there’s a problem, right? Well, there’s a problem.
Let’s start with this cabinet to the right of my kitchen sink. You’ll notice several problems…
Do you see all of that empty space?
Those spaces generally remain completely empty because this cabinet is over the dishwasher, and if the dishwasher is open, I can’t reach those areas at all. And the only reason that there are a couple of things on the left side of the top shelf is because I THROW things up there. Yes, literally, I throw things up there.
Even with the dishwasher closed, I can still barely reach the second shelf. I’m only 5 feet tall, so this is about as high as I can reach without a step stool…
So most everything winds up on the bottom shelf, in a hodge podge of clutter that falls out of the cabinets when I open the doors. (I’m continually chasing down runaway plastic lids.)
And this small-plates-stacked-on-large-plates situation is ridiculous. Every time I need a big plate, I have to take out all of the small plates, get a big plate, and then return the small plates to the cabinet.
Now I wish I could say that this is the only problem cabinets. I’d be lying.
Here’s a peek at the cabinet on the other side of the sink…
We’ve got ramen noodles randomly stored on the top shelf (which I love to eat in fall and winter!), and another collection of plastic storage containers on the middle shelf along with one coffee cup. On the bottom shelf, a hodge podge of vitamins and supplements, plastic cups, more coffee cups.
Yeah. This isn’t working. You’ll also notice that I never got around to painting the inside of this cabinet. Nope. Out of sight, out of mind.
Now for the scariest place in all of my home—under the kitchen sink.
The cabinets on this side of the kitchen are the original cabinets, installed when the condo building was built in 1982. This bottom of this cabinet looks like it’s survived more than one water leak during that time. It’s awful, and because this cabinet seriously gives me the heebie jeebies, I didn’t paint it either. I don’t want to spend that much time with my head and arms in or near this cabinet!
On top of that, this has become a catch-all for random stuff—a gallon glass jar with a missing lid, mineral spirits, bug spray (which I’m sure is super safe by my dishwashing sponges, right?). And who knows what else resides in the deepest depths of this cabinet?!
Now I could go on and on, but there’s no need. You get my point. And you see why an intervention was needed today.
I’m giving myself two weeks to get this mess under control in my kitchen. That means on October 13th, I need to have this taken care of. And I’m putting it out here on my blog so that you can hold me accountable.
Now I know I can’t be the only one with these organizational/clutter issues. Give me your secrets. How do you wrangle the mess in your cabinets? How do you keep it under control? And more importantly, how do you efficiently store your plastic storage containers!!?? Those things are such a headache for me.