Or maybe a total do-over. I can’t show you before pictures – oh, no, I can’t! – because it was just too terrible to photograph. And we have people in there on a regular basis! Customer people, who have to pick their way carefully over the discarded cap guns, coats and shoes, the overturned buckets and still-packed grocery bags. Ugh.
Have a seat, or set down your bags and load up your purchases!
This entry room is about ten feet square, with one tiny window and two doors: one leading out onto the porch and another into the laundry room.
So we cleaned out the whole room, swept, vacuumed, dusted and mopped, applied a fresh coat of white paint, and it’s all done! Almost. I’m waiting on some shelving to arrive, which I hope will make it easier to keep the childrens’ things corralled. As Davey said, “It can’t be any worse than it is now!”
This is our main entry into the house, as it allows the least amount of dirt to be tracked into our living areas. So we use it for coats and shoes and things (like prams!) and also for storage of our pantry items. The kitchen itself is lacking in anything even remotely pantry-like. A coat of white paint covers up the sunset orange I originally applied, and also the bare wood ceiling, which brightens up the whole room.
Somebody hung a selection of local rocks on the wall with concrete. They collect a lot of spider webs and stick out in weird places, but they actually look pretty good right now, like a real design feature. 😉 And we flipped the storage bench up on end, where it will now serve as a place to keep eggs for sale and to collect returned milk jars. On top, I put a white board (blue board?) where folks can leave us notes about anything else they purchased. I think people feel bad about bothering us to tell us they’d like eggs or butter. I’ll add a money jar, too, though we usually just add it to their tab till the end of the month.
But, of course, the laws of physics being what they are – something about matter never being destroyed or some such – all the leftover stuff had to go somewhere! And that somewhere was here. This is all awaiting sorting, washing and rehoming, and then we’ll be back to normal. Well, almost. Normal, but with a clean mudroom.
Thank you for joining me on this tour of tidiness! I’m going to go bask now.