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This is an "after" shot of our pantry. These shelves are in what would normally be the "laundry room." Since we have our washer and dryer in the condo where T lives, I don't have those machines in my condo. So, that space is available to be used as a household pantry.
Its another one of those spots that tends, naturally, toward chaos. Because Tom does much of the shopping these days, while T and I are at work, the pantry shelves, refrigerator, and cupboards all are subject to having items crammed in wherever they will fit. By the time we make a circuit around the sun, my efforts at establishing order will all shift to an impossible jumble of stuff piled every which way.
Inevitably, as things pile up, some items get shoved to the bottom and the back, and become "invisible." When I get into straightening and tidying, I always find a few items that surprise me. Really? Who knew we still had this? Things that are too old or too crummy to be useful to us or anyone else, just have to go away.
So, another project taken care of, and another couple of bags culled out of our stock of stuff.
Bag total? 37.