I am not in the know. I don’t follow people. I don’t use my Instagram account. I don’t even have a Twitter account. So it should come as no surprise that I am the last human on Earth to have discovered The Home Edit on Netflix. I don’t watch much TV, but on a rare afternoon where I did sit down for a few minutes, I binge watched The Home Edit.
I am an organizer. My house is always clean and tidy. I literally can’t function if things are stacked, strewn, or piled. I also suffer from a healthy amount of obsessive compulsivity. If the dishes are clean and dry, I can’t walk by without putting them away. Mail is sorted as soon as it arrives in the house. Clothes are either dirty in the laundry basket or folded and put away.
Living room free of clutter, but not free of dog hair.
That doesn’t mean my house can’t use a bit of The Home Edit’s touch though. After watching the show, I started “editing” various drawers and cupboards around my house. I always tell my husband that I’ll never have an item for the Antiques Roadshow because I am a minimalist when it comes to the house. If it’s not necessary, out it goes. That’s probably because I am a mental hoarder with plenty of junk stored in my brain’s cracks and crevices.
Left side closet: Not Clea and Joanna nice, but it’s much better.
The one room in my house that hadn’t been updated since we moved here four years ago, was my office. I just hadn’t found new office furniture that suited my personality and taste. And then suddenly, I saw the two pieces that I needed, a cabinet and a desk. I ordered both and then set to work reorganizing my triple-door closet.
I found containers for the loose things, grouped things into categories, and labeled the boxes. THE has much more attractive containers, but function was more important to me than form. Clea and Joanna have some very cute products though.
I am terrible about taking “before” photos, mostly because I usually start by moving this and replacing that, and before I know it, the whole project is done. That’s what happened with the bookshelf and cabinet. I emptied the bookshelf before taking a photo. Oops! In the end, I replaced the bookshelf, one my dad and I built thirty years ago (!), with the new cabinet.
The new cabinet
I also forgot to take a picture of the old desk, but I did find a recent photo showing at least the top. The desk was nearly fifteen years old and slowly falling apart. The new desk is not as spacious, but the minimalist aspect is less distracting, allowing me to better concentrate.
Old desk and chiar.
New desk and chair
Without the hutch and old desk, my wall looked pretty bare, so I also ordered a canvas from Speedy’s last show. I’ve been wanting it for several months, but I didn’t have a good place to hang it. With the hutch gone, the perfect place was created. It doesn’t look very big in the picture, but it’s 24″ x 36.” It gives me the feeling of looking out a window.
The one remaining project is to get a large, framed picture of Izzy. I replaced some of the photos on the cabinet to include one of him, but he needs to be on my wall as well. I just need to get a good quality photo that doesn’t come from a Pivo screenshot.
I need to schedule a photo shoot …