In The Closet

I love to clean a closet.

It is such therapy for me.

I have organized my mom's art supply closet at her school, a friend's art/creative room in her house, my own closets, my sister's sewing room/closet with a fridge, and now another friend's!

She called me because after 1.63 years of living in her house, this was the tiny space she just couldn't get to. We all have those places.

It's best to accept them with grace, phone a friend (me) and move on.

Here are the Before pics she sent me:

Srsly, my heart quickens at such a sight.

I ran to Target, looked around.

Went to her house at the arranged time and rolled up my sleeves with Pandora in the background. 

Two hours later, we had the beginnings of a more manageable, creative space.

Here are After pictures:

Enter here...

(all shoes with dust on them go to Goodwill. Period.)

(some pictures are blurry to protect the innocent)

(Handbags on a belt hook hanger!  Scarves on a hanger with shower curtain hooks organizing them!)

(all clutches in a basket! Hooray!)

I wanted to color coordinate the sleeveless section, then the short-sleeved section, then the long-sleeved, then the sweaters...but that felt extreme for the first visit and I ran out of time.

She and I will check in next week and see if the "flow" is working for her and if she is using the items I purchased, or if I should return them.

Chaos to Order, a Beginning and an End - Y'all, this is just plain fun.