Storage. It isn't one of the more exciting aspects of life. But it's like drinking water. A necessary evil.
Without storage, our lives would collapse. Like what happened to the dinosaurs. Or something.
Lately, I've been thinking lots about storage. Because my shelves of supplies has been threatening to avalanche. And I don't have one of those dogs that carry liquor around in a barrel on their necks, so I have to be careful.
Yes, believe it or not, I don't have a dog that carries liquor around on its neck.
I've kept all of my Idea-ology and other random metal bits in their original packaging. For the longest time, I had a perverse fantasy that I would buy pegboard and hooks and install a wall so that I could pretend that I live in my own store.
Why? I don't know. Growing up, I wanted to grow up to live in a hotel room. I don't have reasons for why.
I finally decided that I wouldn't ever build the 'store' in my mind. I began thinking about storage options- and today, Joann had their plastic storage on sale for 60% off. (I also had an idea that I would drive to my storage unit and get my old metal toolbox out and load everything into it- but like lots of money-saving ideas, it flew out the window.)
I bought this:
That's pretty cheap.
I went home and pulled all my bits 'n pieces out- and piled them on the table.
That pile is thicker than it appears. I buy lots of stuff. It's also lots of packaging. I usually try to save the packaging- not because I worry about the environment, but because - hello? Free crafting material. Face it- when I'm dead, what's the environment gonna do for me? (Just jokes, ladies and gentlemen, I'm not advocating wastefulness. I'm funny, dammit.)
So what does my newly filled box of fun look like?
I cut strips from the packaging (RECYCLING, RIGHT?!) and inserted the strips (with the product name on it- in case I forget what a 'hinge clip' or 'hitch post' looks like) into the edge of the slots where the dividers go...
Awww, thank you!
Well, I've got things to not do and nobody to see- so see ya.