Okay, fine. It was time. Beyond time. My master bathroom cabinet is my dirty little secret–literally. Don’t believe me? Take a look.
I could probably write a book on all the things wrong here. Chapter 1 would be titled “Spare Box of Floor Tile: Why Wouldn’t You Store Them in Your Bathroom Cabinet?”
Chapter 2, of course, would be titled “Bottles! Bottles! Must Keep the Bottles!”
Allow me to redeem myself. A little organization goes a long way. The fundamentals were there; I just had to implement them.
The rectangular basket is intended for soap, but someone needs to go to the grocery store. Soon. The hot rollers? Never use them. But…what if I need them some day?