Who remembers the “Where’s Waldo?” books? I loved them as a child because I loved the challenge of looking for something that was similar to something else. It took time and I learned patience and attention to detail. However, as an adult I do not want to play that game with my belongings. I simply don’t have time for that. So, I keep like with like and recommend that same idea to others.
In this hall closet we relocated things to go with things like them. Bins to the attic, headboard with the bedroom set, flags (hanging) with flags, memories (boxed) with memories. And we freed up space for the vacuum and dusters as well (storage solution to come). No more Where’s Waldo? in this space!
Did you find me? Anything unusual you notice about that photo?