when husband's away

His slightly OCD wife will play.

Seriously, ya'll- I organized the cr(ap)izzle out of our hizzle. Fo'rizzle. 

I set up an official junk drawer, which I was told during an organization seminar is crucial to the functioning of any well-organized household. I grouped everything that could possibly be grouped and folded everything that should be folded and hung everything that would be hung. I scrubbed, dusted and itemized every inch of the man-spouse's work area. I set up a little artsy-tartsy work corner for the more craft-inclined half of our little family and even made sure to display all manly-items on my very own med student's half of the room to give his "office" some semblance of man-cave-ishness. In the past, I've quite enjoyed telling him on the daily to "GO to your hole!" when study-time rolled around. Because that's what our spare room was. A hole of nastiness. The playroom to our castaway items that we just know we will one day need again. And the unfortunate home of Clint's gigantic desk. But I believe the black hole days are over. Now I'll have to say something lame like, "Go to your man-space of light and beautimousness." Just doesn't have that same demeaning tone, ya know?

Okay, for reals what I'm the most proud of is the little hallway that is now housing man-hunk's gigantic Marshall guitar amp. That thing was a beast to haul around trying to find a resting place for. Wouldn't fit under the bed or up on the closet shelves. Totally ruined the nice his-hers deal I was trying to pull off in the office. So I put my thinking cap on, and this was the end-result...

I loved this because it combines things that Clint and I are both passionate about (art, music, & our little 2-man band) and creates a nice filler for an otherwise empty space. I know it's not break-through material, but I thought myself to be quite clever. I know some of you with similarly small living spaces must have awkward items hanging around that you don't know what to do with. So I thought I would pose one solution for thought. Use the larger items as props. Make them work with your decor. Improvise.

In other news, while Clint was gone I also took the liberty or rummaging through old pictures on his computer. Mostly looking for pictures with old girlfriends to get jealous about, of course. (Don't deny it-- you know you've done it.)  Anyways, I found an absolute gem of a picture of my hunk-o-hunk-o-burnin' love during his freshman year at BYU looking like a total babe. We're talking 80s stud-muffin meets 90s alternative rebel. Unfortunately I have not been able to coerce him into letting me post said picture. Which means I will probably just blow it up and frame it.

Just kidding, honey.

I will be posting an organization how-to, so stayed tuned!