Bathrooms. The house I just sold and moved from, had three bathrooms. OK, two and a half.
Each bathroom was on a different level. They varied in size but in total they had several feet of cabinet/vanity storage space plus an entire closet.
Now as I unpack boxes here at the condo, I am unpleasantly surprised at how many boxes there are that are labeled “bathroom” – full of towels, toiletries, and other things that were stashed in all those vanities, drawers, and the closet. I have no clue what I’m going to do with all of it.
When I planned this move, I figured out which furniture I would need to get rid of – and with my family’s help I got rid of it before moving day. Also before moving day, I offloaded boxes (and boxes!!) of books. I took carloads of donations of clothing and household goods to charities. I thought I’d considered all the aspects of downsizing my stuff and space.
But I never gave a thought to – bathrooms. Silly me.
I have two small bathrooms here. Not a vanity or closet between ’em. (One will eventually have a bit of a vanity cabinet, but nothing to compare to the lost glories I left behind…)
This weekend I must get this sorted out. Once I unpack all those “bathroom” boxes, I may find that I have a decade’s supply of body wash. I won’t need to buy toilet paper for awhile, either.