Everything in it's place

Among many other things, 2007 is my year for getting organized. It seems to me that when things are all in their proper place, the world seems calmer. Life seems a bit easier somehow. You know what I mean?
When I started unpacking at my charming new place I looked at this eensy weensy closet at the end of the hall and thought "Well, this is wasted space. Nothing I can possibly put here except the vacuum."
Oh, I was so wrong. The closet is actually a hidden treasure within my little home. This little baby is so deep that I was able to put in my ironing board, an old too-beat-up-to-be-out-in-a-public-area-but-too-good-to- throw-away tallboy dresser way in the back and still have room for the vacuum up front.
The drawers have helped me to organize a multitude of things. I am going to paint typewriter style lettering on to the drawer fronts later that label what is actually in each drawer. I have candles in one (And boy, do I have candles!) batteries and a flashlight in another, spare light bulbs of all shapes and sizes in one, and all of my cleaning rags and cloths in one. I tell you, it is perfect beyond words. As Martha would say, "It's a good thing." and she would be correct.