Day 7 of the 21 Day Challenge is to purge and reorganize your pantry. As you may recall from this post, and from Exhibit A below, my pantry had gone rogue long ago.
Every since this challenge was posted last night, my brain was stewing with ideas for organizing it. It occurred to me (at around 2 A.M.) that I had approximately 536 plastic tubs gathering dust in my garage. I'm a teacher, but I don't currently have a self-contained classroom. Therefore, about three-fourths of my second grade classroom has been residing in my garage for 4 years.
Rather than take advantage of my sleep-in day, I got up when my
roosters girls did, made them some waffles from Eggo scratch, and promptly raided the garage for the tubs.
They're not the super-cute tubs one might find at Target, but in the interest of frugality and marital stability, I resisted the urge to go buy new ones. There was a hitch in my otherwise brilliant scheme, however. Their four years in exile had left my white tubs a bit oogy.
Time for a little of this...
And by "a little," I mean a wee drop.
And you get alllllllll kinds of this...
Some elbow grease...
Before you know it, you've got a tub you can be proud of.
A tub with a purpose.
A tub with a reason to get up every morning.
A tub that helps to bring peace and harmony to the land.