This is the closet under the stairs in all its "before" glory. That Diaper Genie floating in the middle? Hasn't been used in nearly three years. And yet there it is, front and center. Do they even make the inserts anymore?
Twenty minutes later:
Ta-da! Seriously, it only took twenty minutes to do, even with Sarah's, ahem, help. I've had that wire shelf for at least six months. What was I waiting for?
Bonus close-up of the shelf I installed ALL BY MYSELF SO THERE:
I screwed six hooks into the drywall under and beside the shelf for all the wrapping stuff that lives in the closet, and now the floor is clear, and there's more room for storage above.
Someday I want this closet to be like the phone/game closet in The Family Stone. (Do you know what I'm talking about? The little room where Claire Danes's character was on the phone with the bus line and the engagement ring finally dropped off her finger? What, you don't all have this movie committed to memory?) Five minutes of exhaustive searching on the intertubes only gets me this photo; you'll have to trust me that it's a sweet little room.
But for now, YAY ME.