I've Got Mail, and A (small) Reveal

First - I got mail! Yep! I asked for it, but I still got it! ;-) Jailbird offerred to send a free New Year's card to anyone who sent in their address, so I did! She makes all the cards you wish you could make (and send) but you do not have the nerve to make. Like she says: Offending society, one card at a time. You've gotta love it!


Okay, time for the (small) Reveal. The other day I mentioned I'd sustained a minor stash-related injury (it still hurts, by the way...thanks for asking), so I thought I'd show you a very small part of The Other Room to show you (1) where IT happened, and (2) that I really am very organized. I just have more stuff than will fit in this condo!

First we have The Cabinet. This is one of several IKEA cabinets I have, and I love them. I have a whole wall of these. I have considered adding another level to each of them, too; I like them that much (and I have that much stuff.)

Let's look at the top of the cabinet. I have a 3-shelf thing on the left that holds all my SU White, Vanilla, Kraft and Naturals papers, all in easy reach. I also have all three years' of In Color card stock. You can see where I hoarded the first two years. Please ignore all those things in front of the In Colors...they simply have no home. Homeless embellishments...so sad. Aaaaand, on top of the cabinet to the right you can see my inks and reinkers are all organized, too. I organize them by color with all the greens together, all the blues together, etc. All their reinkers are above their respective ink pads. See - organized!

Opening the doors, here is what is stored on the top shelf: 48 colors of card stock, in order by color, just like the inks (greens, blues, etc.), plus the Neutrals like Sahara Sand, Black, Basic Gray, etc. I also have some sheets of EZMount over there on the right for all those irreverent sayings I get that are sometimes unmounted.

On the left door of the top shelf are my hole punches. Easy to find, easy to store.

This is the second shelf - all 12x12 paper storage. Some of the boxes are laying down because some of them are out. I think about half of this is SU and the rest is not. This is what I get to plow through when I am looking for 'something brown'. Ugh. But it is my own fault. Thank goodness Recollections closed, or I'd probably have even more.

The third (lower) shelf is the same as the second one. It is about half 12x12 storage (yes, there is more), and also extra packs of White, Naturals, Kraft, etc.

Let's move on to The Floor. Now let me be perfectly clear, here: I am only going to reveal the part of the floor directly in front of this cabinet. Mostly because that is all of the floor you can actually see. It is part of The Path to which I refer often.

Here are two of the 12x12 boxes out so I can rummage more easily. The cat was helping me document all this.

Do you see that little edge of a brown box at the bottom left of the photo? That is part of A Box. A Box, stacked upon another box, which is on another box, which is why that section of floor is totally in shadows. No, you may not see The Box.

Here is The Bag. It all started when I knelt down in front of the cabinet to more easily rummage for paper, and my left knee hit this bag. Looks innocent enough, right? All that's in there is a roll of nylon rope I picked up at the Dollar Store, when I bought all sorts of stuff I did not really need, but you just never know. This is the kind of stuff that finds a home In There.

So I knelt down, my left knee cap hit the bag, and I let out a silent scream.

(Please pardon the very dark photo - I told you it was in the shadows, and the shot I took with the flash was really bad.) Meet: The culprit. A plastic tag on the roll of nylon rope. A piece of very hard, unbending plastic.

That's it. How anticlimactic, I know.

I hope I have shown you that I am a very organized person. I hope that what you have seen revealed here this evening shows you that I am not totally hopeless, and given enought time, and maybe some more cabinets, I might find my way in The Other Room one of these days. For now, I think I'll stow that nylon rope in the laundry room.

Thanks for stopping by!