It should be no secret that we have a junk drawer. Everyone does, yeah? But what happens when one drawer multiplies three-fold, and then before you know it, you can’t remember what drawer is holding what junk? While we’re not the biggest fans of our kitchen cabinet finishes (let’s just say we wouldn’t have picked them ourselves), we are fans of just how many there are. And hiding behind four of them, you’ll find our junk.
The bottom two deeper drawers are a big, fatty mix of light bulbs, cables, felt pads, and clips, wires, and batteries. It’s embarrassing that not only are you seeing my camera gear tucked away without lens caps or care…
… But that to-be-hung art is piled with magnets, cards, loose keys, and unused kitty toys. At least we were in our right mind to lay said art on the top of said pile. Safe and sound, mostly. (Reminder: must hang! And soon!)
We’d always had the intention of cleaning up our act, but the whole out of sight, out of mind thing was doing it’s job just fine. But while helping a friend on a mega Ikea trip, I got the kick in the pants I’d been looking for. Of course my intention was not to buy a thing – the goal, rather, was to spend her money for her needs – but these handy Skubb compartment boxes were cheap enough and seemed durable, so home they came.
After clearing out all four drawers (and creating enough counter chaos for days), I realized immediately that the top two were too shallow for Skubby. Ships! But my bummer moment was temporarily relieved when I saw they were a perfect fit the bottom two.
Sorting came next. I had a lot of fun with this; is that totally weird? Burned out bulbs were tossed (um, why did we keep those?), cables were secured with velcro, and I rid us of every annoying cardboard box, package, and sleeve. Since batteries and bulbs have their sizes and watts written on them, there was no need for all the extraneous space hogs.
My camera (including the second one I shot these with) and lenses are no longer at scratching-risk, and I’ve tucked extra memory cards, an external flash, and my battery charger behind the compartments.
Our sad bottom drawer was up next. Or, last. You know, since my count of four Skubbies went down to two. Nothing in this drawer has any rhyme or reason, but believe me when I say I tossed and recycled what I could. (Scott, I really, really did!) Keys, beach shells, and doggie collars all made the box, alongside Jack’s ‘kercheifs (he hates them, btw), loose photo prints, and rolled up “backdrops” (used for documenting Pet Shop paintings).
And if you’re wondering what the red cone shaped majig is, well, it’s a kitty sized elf hat for the holidays, and I just could not get rid of it. No, Libby doesn’t like it. Yes, Maddie hates it. But it’s so so funny, therefore, it stays.
It’s just too bad about the two top drawers, because sadly, they get just as much (if not more) action than the bottoms. Drawer one holds all the somewhat daily bits – pens, razors and coupons (that we never, ever use! Reminder: use those!).
And I suppose I’d be lying if I said drawer two didn’t get the same daily action as his shallow counterpart. Lovingly referred to as our, um, booze drawer (sorry, Mom), it contains all bottle openers, wine screws, grandpa pipes (and cleaners and lighting utensils) and beverage cozies so they get a home, too. Although, I think it’s about time to purge a handful of cozies. Eeesh.
My hands were totally filthy upon completion, which is gross, really. But hells bells (!), what a difference it’s made! Fishing for my camera and deciding on a lens (which is a near hourly occurrence due to documenting this virtual casa) is simple, efficient, and no longer in danger of damage. And come December, I know just where to find the perfect accessory for my smallest kiddos.
As for the top two, I wonder if my man Skubbs comes in a smaller size? Or should we bite the bullet and go to my organization heaven? How do you keep those drawers in check?