

I Still Hate That Wardrobe, But…
I finally decided to go to my mother with my wardrobe woes. She designed my wonderful study and thinks nothing like me, so I figured that she was sure to come up with a solution for me. I was right. She said: “Can’t you raise the rod?”
There was no rod to speak of, just an annoying wire shelf with space underneath to hang clothes:
As you can see, the hangers had only narrow spaces to hang out and I couldn’t freely move the clothes. My picture of the other side didn’t turn out, but take my word for it when I say that the bottom of all my long skirts and coat were scrunched up.
Twenty minutes after replying that she was a genius, I was at the nearest Home Depot. In fact, I was at Home Depot before I even realised that I actually knew where the nearest Home Depot is as well as the shortest route to it, even though I haven’t been there yet. I must have subconsciously filed away this information!
Much cursing later (have you ever tried to install something while screwing with one hand and holding said something up with the other?):
Filling all those lovely plastic containers is going to be my next step. I’m going to pretty much transfer the contents of the Ikea boxes I had on the shelf into these stackable and easy to manipulate containers. I got a big box of 12 containers and I can fit in 10 on one side and 2 on the other, perfectly filling up all the space and freeing up the drawer underneath the wardrobe for jeans and sweaters.
It’s still not perfect and I still hate those sliding doors and I can’t wait for winter to be over so I can pull half the stuff out of the closet and put it back in storage, but it’s better!
Why have I been obsessing over the wardrobe? First of all, I’m about to start work again and I hate ironing, so I need to make my wardrobe as wrinkleproof as possible. Second, getting dressed is starting to be a repeat of the evening of September 2nd.

I’m curious how the cost of living in an RV, with all the changes you have to keep making, compare to living in an average apartment. I imagine it’s not much different, but you do have the freedom of movement at the cost of space(?)
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