I feel so …confused. Out of sorts. Not like myself.
I woke up with a burst of energy this morning. How very unlike me.
I was trying to decide what to eat for breakfast and so all I’d had was coffee. Apparently that stuff hit me like a brick. By the time I got into my pantry (forget it, don’t even hope for a picture) I was completely frustrated that I couldn’t find anything and stuff was falling all around me whenever I reached for something and I just…. well – something came over me. I started organizing. I started pitching stuff out. I started cleaning. Now my pantry feels twice as big and I feel refreshed and exhausted all at the same time.
Nowwwww you get to see my pantry shelves. How sad is it that THIS is the after? But hey – take a gander at that vintage beadboard!
Must be something in the air – I cleaned my whole pantry this week too!
Hi, I followed you here from the Working Farm forum. You introduced yourself a day or two ago. I remember that you mentioned you are pregnant—I would say this very, very organized pantry is the product of “nesting”. You probably had it with both your girls.
I loved “nesting” with my 3 pregnancies. Got so much work done!