My greatest fear was realized tonight1 - we don't have enough storage space. Of course I could see this coming. We had junk sprawled out from one end of the basement to the other (click here to see the before picture)..how could we possibly contain it in the laundry room? We should get rid of half of it.
This could be a problem. We took back space for family, for living, for everyday...there is no longer room for things that live in boxes and never see the light of day. What storage space we DO have is very open, so we should try to make it beautiful. Its possible, it really is, but we have to let go of old baggage (Literally, where am I going to stash the suitcases?). Or get built-ins. Or get a storage locker.
I vote for letting stuff go. Its just stuff...when did stuff get priority over living comfortably?
How do people in modern homes do it? With not even a book out on display and no stuff in sight?
1. That's not actually my greatest fear. My greatest fear is getting older (too late!), but also giant flying spiders that swoop down from the lights and land on your face while you are sleeping. Oh and sea creatures, not sea monsters- that's just silly, but fish and whales and sharks and eels and sea horses and jelly fish and giant crabs and anything else that might attack me.