Deep breath! Feelings of calmness and serenity have once again entered my life. If you recall last week I mentioned that I had all of my shoes lined up in the living room, I was in the middle of a seasonal closet swap and was having a mini meltdown as I realized how poorly my dear shoes had been treated. I live in a TINY apartment in the city and storage space is less than limited. Unfortunately my sweet shoes have been residing in a crumbling box at the back corner of a storage nook since July. I opened the box to see that some of my most beloved pairs were getting destroyed from the pressure and awkward positions they had been stored in. I decided right then and there that that was enough, something needed to be done. I immediately hopped online and frantically began googling 100 variations of "shoe storage in limited space." Images continued to pop up and shoe containers from The Container Store caught my eye. I took a few minutes to browse their site and was blown away by the options available. After a quick trip to the next town over (and surviving a Coke can being thrown at my windshield, Boston drivers are the WORST) I was on my way home with a back seat full of varying shoe containers and a much improved anxiety level.
After hauling 20 classic shoe boxes, 5 boot boxes and 5 men's shoe boxes up four flights of stairs my arms were burning, I was out of breath and excited to start organizing! Each pair of shoes quickly found a home and I was more than thrilled to discover that 2 pair of full size boots fit into 1 boot box, and 3 pair of ankle/combat boots also fit comfortably in a boot box. I purchased the men's shoe boxes with the intent of housing my ultra high stilettos, which worked perfectly as each pair fit like a glove.
With my anxiety level steadily dropping back into a healthy range I began stacking and arranging the boxes on my closet shelves. In what seemed like no time at all every pair of shoes had found a new home free of claustrophobia and over crowding. Thanks to the clear boxes I could see what each container held and the fight to find the pair I was looking for was now over. It's the little things in life, isn't it?
The box of shoe horror
Lined up to see what I was working with