Closeted Comforts

There is a long standing issue I have with my closet: it's not quite big enough.

There is a long standing issue I have with myself: bouts of chronic disorganization. (is it possible to have bouts and still be chronic? Check WebMD later.)

Both of these long standing issues culminated into one thing: a messy, disorganized, stuffed to the gills closet. Essentially - a sink hole for apparel.

It was becoming a death trap that required a hard hat and steel-toed boots to enter safely. I go into the closet preparing for the worst and come out stumbling and coughing like a miner from a collapsed mine exclaiming "I think she's gonna go - everybody get down!" while holding a pair of red heels.

As I've made it my goal to be strive for organization my first act was to remedy the sink hole that was my closet.

The mission: to find ways to creatively expand my closet and create beauty out of chaos.

Joey installed extra shelves, even one above my door to maximize the space. Shoes and more shoes - mainly black heels as that's may daily work shoe. Clothing that has barely been worn due to falling into the black hole. Drawers filled to the brim with pajamas, sox and the like. Stuff everywear! I had amassed so much that it had become a problem.

And then it hit me.

How many people outside of the United States have this problem? How many kids in the world are cold at night because of inadequate clothing that is their only wardrobe? How many people would be so thankful just to have one good pair of shoes? How many have so much stuff that it is oozing out of their spacious closet, in their comfortable three bedroom house in the suburbs, in the wealthiest country on the planet?

There I was sitting on the floor in my closet - looking at my overabundance of stuff in tears from my selfishness.

Joey and I marked a few trash bags for giveaway, which is no where near enough, but it's a start. Sometimes living in the land of plenty, we forget that we're living in a world where too many in the are suffering from basic needs such as food, clothing and shelter that we take for granted. So now, I'm ready and wondering - what can I do?

How do you snap out of being comfortable with comfortable?