About a year ago we were in negotiations on our house. The previous owners were…stubborn…and for awhile they shut down negotiations. I didn’t think we were going to get the house. Although Andy and I are both uber-practical people who refused to get “attached” to a house we didn’t own, I have to confess that I really didn’t want to lose the house. Yes, the neighborhood is perfect. The size is great. Oh the two car attached garage is magnificent. But, it was something else that pushed me to pray “please God, let us get that house.”
It was the master closet.
Now, if you watch enough House Hunters you know that all first time buyers HAVE to have a master closet. It’s a “deal-breaker.” Well, in our area homes are older and older homes don’t tend to have things like master bathrooms and closets. We only looked at a few homes that even had one. So I was THRILLED to find a house that was in our budget and met all our requirements that had a master bath and closet.
[This is from before we moved in but when we were painting the closet a light pink]
After the holidays Andy started talking about making better use of our closet space. As you can see above, there were long shelves that bent in the middle and two poles. Plenty of room to store our stuff, but certainly not the best use of space.
We went to the Container Store. Yikes pricey. We looked online and saw things that would work but maybe not look so classy [like Rubbermaid].
So Andy did what he does best. He decided to do it himself.
He started where all manly men who wield power tools start. Pinterest.
After determining the style he wanted [with my approval] he moved onto measuring and planning.
He did such a thorough job of planning and preparing that when he actually started the work, he was amazed at how quickly it went. Seriously – he measured the length of his shirts and counted how many shoes he has. Thorough and good-looking ladies.
We are using the smallest bedroom right now as an in-home workshop. Ha! Andy built the shelves in there and then we shimmied them to the closet to check measurements, etc. [pssst…can you spy the old globe chandelier? We don’t have the heart to get rid of it so it is hanging out with the shelves].