Storage
Storage
Where do you keep your things?
When I was young I had no worries because I foolishly believed that my Mom would never know I was rummaging around in her things. Then in my teens when I had acquired some items they were securely hidden away under my bed, in a skate box and then later on, two skate boxes.
During the years I was married I did not dress and so of course any items I had stashed away were thrown out. But along with throwing those things away and not dressing for those years, I had essentially boxed this part of my life away inside my mind and locked it all up super tight and threw away the key. Talk about storage!
Post divorce a whole new world opened up to me and for me. So once again the need for storage arose. Being afraid that someone was going to sneak into my house I still hid the few things I owned way in the back of my closet. As time went on I bought more and more things and of course needed more space.
Upon my move back to where I am now living, the first place I was in, I was still not comfortable with having things in the open. Why? I don’t know. If you have any idea about that, let me know. What I did was build a standup closet on wheels that fit perfectly in between the furnace and water heater and I could roll it out for the times I dressed (after unlocking it of course) and get to my dresses and skirts. That actually worked out pretty well.
I moved from that place to where I am now. This is a family home and I am extremely fortunate and grateful to be living in here. Without going to deeply into things this house belonged to my Grandmother and my Uncle also lived here (he is special needs) and she took care of him until her passing ten years ago at 93 years young. My Uncle tried living here on his own in the house but it did not work outt and so I have been living here going on ten years, keeping the house in the family.
So I still was not very open with my things back then. I had a bedroom closet in the basement that I had all my dresses stored away in and I would curtain them off and pile stuff in front of them. But as time went on and my dressing increased and my development of “caring less = being happier” I expanded the closet and stopped piling things in front of the curtains.
A few years ago I dug out my Grandma’s dressing table which you will see in the collage and so another expansion took place and I was out more and more all be it just in my house but honestly it was becoming more and more liberating.
I have been thinking about re-organizing things in the basement for several months now and finally this past week I did it. I converted the old cold storage room into a proper storage room. Which then meant I freed up a small bedroom for my male clothes and now I have a room just for male clothes and my Kim clothes. The room is not very fancy right now but I have doubled the space in there and it feels real comfortable. I was sitting in there last night and I was very happy.
OK as you can see, too many dresses and things yupp. Too many shoes, yupp. Too much makeup. Too many purses. Too many wigs. But for now everything fits and when I get some more time I shall do a clear out of things I no longer need.
That is my story of storage. I hope wherever you keep your things you are as happy as I am when I go into my Kim room.
Be happy my friends.
Love Kim
Storage
Storage
Where do you keep your things?
When I was young I had no worries because I foolishly believed that my Mom would never know I was rummaging around in her things. Then in my teens when I had acquired some items they were securely hidden away under my bed, in a skate box and then later on, two skate boxes.
During the years I was married I did not dress and so of course any items I had stashed away were thrown out. But along with throwing those things away and not dressing for those years, I had essentially boxed this part of my life away inside my mind and locked it all up super tight and threw away the key. Talk about storage!
Post divorce a whole new world opened up to me and for me. So once again the need for storage arose. Being afraid that someone was going to sneak into my house I still hid the few things I owned way in the back of my closet. As time went on I bought more and more things and of course needed more space.
Upon my move back to where I am now living, the first place I was in, I was still not comfortable with having things in the open. Why? I don’t know. If you have any idea about that, let me know. What I did was build a standup closet on wheels that fit perfectly in between the furnace and water heater and I could roll it out for the times I dressed (after unlocking it of course) and get to my dresses and skirts. That actually worked out pretty well.
I moved from that place to where I am now. This is a family home and I am extremely fortunate and grateful to be living in here. Without going to deeply into things this house belonged to my Grandmother and my Uncle also lived here (he is special needs) and she took care of him until her passing ten years ago at 93 years young. My Uncle tried living here on his own in the house but it did not work outt and so I have been living here going on ten years, keeping the house in the family.
So I still was not very open with my things back then. I had a bedroom closet in the basement that I had all my dresses stored away in and I would curtain them off and pile stuff in front of them. But as time went on and my dressing increased and my development of “caring less = being happier” I expanded the closet and stopped piling things in front of the curtains.
A few years ago I dug out my Grandma’s dressing table which you will see in the collage and so another expansion took place and I was out more and more all be it just in my house but honestly it was becoming more and more liberating.
I have been thinking about re-organizing things in the basement for several months now and finally this past week I did it. I converted the old cold storage room into a proper storage room. Which then meant I freed up a small bedroom for my male clothes and now I have a room just for male clothes and my Kim clothes. The room is not very fancy right now but I have doubled the space in there and it feels real comfortable. I was sitting in there last night and I was very happy.
OK as you can see, too many dresses and things yupp. Too many shoes, yupp. Too much makeup. Too many purses. Too many wigs. But for now everything fits and when I get some more time I shall do a clear out of things I no longer need.
That is my story of storage. I hope wherever you keep your things you are as happy as I am when I go into my Kim room.
Be happy my friends.
Love Kim