Sometimes, Pinterest comes through for you...

When you get right down to it, I'm not really a neat person. I'd like to think that I am, and when you compare me to everyone else in my family, it might even SEEM like I am. But I'm not. I'm terrible at organization, I like to own A LOT of stuff, I'm too lazy to always make sure things are put back in their proper places, and I JUST REALIZED LAST NIGHT THAT THERE HAD BEEN A QUARTER OF A BIRTHDAY CAKE SITTING ON MY DINING ROOM TABLE FOR TWO STRAIGHT WEEKS!

Come on. Who does that?

(And also? I'm not sure if I'm more disgusted with my housekeeping skills, here, or with the fact that I let birthday cake go to waste somewhere other than in my belly. It's probably a little of both.)

But, despite all of these annoyingly unhelpful personality traits, I also hate, hate, HATE clutter. I get antsy if things start piling up for too long.

I am just a walking contradiction, I am. You can imagine how pleasant this makes me to live with, right?

But every once in awhile, I come across an idea that allows me to pretend that I have things under control, even if it just applies to one very, very small area of my life. Like, say, under my bathroom sink?
I SO wish that the Pinterest picture I pulled this idea from had the proper link attached to it, because I want to call whoever first thought of this to tell them how brilliant they are. BRILLIANT, I SAY!

No more knocking a million bottles down to reach whatever is in the back of the cabinet. No more over-buying product that I already own, because I didn't realize I already owned it. No more under-utilizing the millions of samples that I have, because I didn't know I had them.

SHELVES THAT TURN! UNDER MY BATHROOM SINK! Why do I not think of these things, when they seem so obvious after someone else points them out to me?

I, uh, may have made Steve come in to share in the glory that was my organized bathroom cabinet when I'd finished putting all of my stuff back on the lazy susan. And I may, sometimes, just open the doors so I can bask in the glow of my neat little life. Apparently, my happy place is now under my sink. Go figure...

(OH!!! I JUST NOW REALIZED I SHOULD DO THIS WITH THE CLEANING SUPPLIES UNDER MY KITCHEN SINK! AND MAYBE WITH THE STUFF UNDER THE SINK IN THE GUEST BATHROOM, TOO! Why am I such a slow learner, huh?)