Well, here's a quick look into my thrilling and exciting life. Try not to cringe at my wild and wanton ways.
That's right, I organized my pantry this weekend.New Mason jars....mmmmm. I love me some new Mason jars - clean, shiny, lids that are not lost in the abyss. I'm not sure which is more exciting - throwing away all the ancient lentils/beans/pastas with that weird hairy growth stuff on them or opening up a brand new bag of flour only to drop it all. over. the. floor. Really, who could choose?
I just cannot get my pantry to work. It's not supposed to be a pantry. It's supposed to be a hot water closet so maybe that's part of it. Identity crisis of some sort. Jackdaddy did a bunch of tedious and time-consuming cutting and sawing to make it lovely and workable so I suspect it has something to do with me, (can you even imagine?) but, for whatever reason, it is always mostly just a mess. I spend a lot of time on the computer looking at pantry porn. (Seriously, it's hard to keep up with me, isn't it? I'm just out of control!) You should do it. Google pantry organization and then click Images. You too will enter the vortex of lost hours spent staring at a box that is showing you other women's pantries. (For a second that looked like other women's panties! heee!) (Honestly, there's quite a bit of unintentional sexual innuendo going on here.)
Anyway...some progress. And I am so grateful to even have a pantry because it is really, really much better than digging around in cabinets that are too tall for me. (Helloooo builder people. Most humans are too short to reach the top couple of shelves in the kitchen cabinets. Please design a better way. Please.)
Anyway, I'm lusting for the perfect pantry. I am also looking for the damn label maker. Had it. Lost it. Cannot find it. Erg.