He loves me for this. I actually don't really mind that much. It's too bad you can't see my desk in this picture, because the difference between his desk and mine is hilarious. It is pretty true of our personalities. On the subject of my OCD neatness, this is what I did to Chase's closet this weekend:
I love these bins! It is so easy to organize all his stuff, and when he's a little older and he has to clean up his toys, it's really just a matter of throwing everything in the bins. Actually my dream garage is one where everything you store is in color-coded plastic bins, and they're all specifically labeled with tape, and stacked upon eachother (as opposed to random boxes everywhere). That would be a beautiful garage. Tim also ventured into our attic and put up some shelves so we could store stuff we don't use up there. He didn't explore the whole attic, so we can't be sure, but he tells me he's pretty sure that no hobo lives up there. I guess the footsteps I hear must be a ghost.
We didn't quite get the surround sound up, maybe next weekend. By the time we move, maybe we will finally be settled here.
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I love plastic boxes and labels, and those toy bins are great.
Jeff thought it was funny when I hung all of his t-shirts in the closet according to color, but he had to admit that it made it easier to find one. :)
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