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One Things Leads to Another…

May 18, 2009 /

It all started with this…

Beautiful quilts
Beautiful quilts

A pile of beautiful quilts and blankets handmade with love by friends and family for the Bean. I had somehow managed to find a place in the nursery for everything except these beautiful things. It just didn’t seem right to pack them up in a box or cram them in some dark corner of a closet. I needed somewhere to store them where I could easily get to them.

I mentioned my dilemma to Chris this past weekend. My solution was to go to Target (all part of my plan…MMmmwuahahaha…) and pick up a simple closet organizer – a sweater hanger. You know the kind. The cheap canvas ones that hang from the clothes bar in your closet and provide storage for your sweaters? Yeah. One of those.  I thought I could just fill it with my blankets and quilts instead of sweaters.

I might as well have told Chris I was going to stand in the front yard in a cropped t-shirt, bare feet, and chew on tobacco while picking my toes.

“You can’t do that!” he insisted. “That’s so trashy! If you want a better closet, we should get a closet organizing system.”

The phrase “organizing system” sent my nesting impulse into overdrive. He was right. How could I have been so short sighted? We needed an ORGANIZING SYSTEM. What kind of mother was I that I didn’t see this? Man, I’m glad Chris is in my life. I almost made a horrible mistake.

So, Sunday morning after church, I dragged Chris up to Home Depot to pick out our ORGANIZING SYSTEM.

Oh. Holy. Goodness. Did you know there is an entire aisle in Home Depot for ORGANIZING? Its like a nester’s paradise. I was surprised that I didn’t find scores of pregnant women standing in awe next to me, staring at the hundreds of choices of shelving, boxing, and storing. But, alas, it was just me drooling in the organizing aisle that morning.

Armed with our new ORGANIZING SYSTEM, we headed home so that I could oversee the installation of the perfect closet for the nursery.

This is his happy face.
This is his happy face.

Before you can restructure a closet, you have to empty it first. Which means that this one little project to find a place to store my beautiful blankets was now seeping out into the rest of the house.

Baby things seeping out into the guest bedroom
Baby things seeping out into the guest bedroom

Then, Chris started cutting and customizing my dream closet.  It wasn’t easy.  He wasn’t happy.  And I tried to stay out of the way.

Emptying the closet
Emptying the closet
Chris cutting the shelving with a large power tool while I kept shrieking, DONT CUT YOUR FINGERS!
Chris cutting the shelving with a large power tool while I kept shrieking, "DON'T CUT YOUR FINGERS!"

Mostly, I stayed out of the way because of my enormous feet.  One wrong step and I could crush an entire ORGANIZING SYSTEM like King Kong in New York.  These feet are lethal weapons, I tell you.  Better if they just cheer from the sidelines.

King Kong Feet
King Kong Feet

Thankfully, Chris is pretty capable and doesn’t really listen to me much anyway.  He was able to finish it all by himself.  And it was perfect.  More room.  More storage.  And more important than all of that – a perfect place for my blankets.

And now the baby can be born.
And now the baby can be born.

It might have cost more.  It might have taken more time.  But it sure does beat a sweater hanger.

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