Our upstairs linen closet was where things went to die.
It was a huge space. But when you opened the closet, there was a 99 percent chance that you wouldn’t be able to find what you’d need. And a 1 percent chance it wasn’t there in the first place.
I had good intentions. It’s a big space with lots of potential. It was intended to organize towels, sheets, cleaning supplies, toilet paper and medicine. Instead, it was filled to the brim with things that didn’t have a home anywhere else.