A few months ago a friend sacrificed her Sunday morning to help me declutter my son's room. We were ruthless and threw out a ton of stuff, repurposed containers and shoved LEGOs and action figures into them, put them on his closet shelf and claimed victory. I guess I have a weird touch of perfectionism mixed into my attention deficit personality because the mismatched containers nagged at me.
I had been eyeing these cute felted baskets for months.
Every time I wandered past them, I'd pick them up, look at the price, have a serious conversation with myself about them not being on the list and how I need to stick to the list, smile at passers-by when they stared at the crazy lady arguing with herself about baskets, then place them back on the display shelf and move on to the paper craft aisle where I would argue with myself about decorative craft scissors.
The last couple of visits to Target, I noticed that the felt baskets had that lovely red sale sticker on the tag. I fondled them longer, but still decided to wait and see if they would be marked down any more. I shopped the dollar aisles, but really didn't want to buy cheap plastic or cardboard baskets. Besides, none of them looked right for a boy's room.
My last visit to Target I picked up the felted baskets and they had been marked down to less than $2 each. Boo-yah! I plopped 3 of those babies in my basket. No arguments necessary.
So, here is what my son's closet looks like now.
I think a touch of aesthetics can make organizing less tedious, don't you?
Or am I rationalizing my bad Target habit?