If you only knew what this closet looked like a few hours ago, you would be proud of me. Crap in dusty cardboard boxes stacked up awkwardly on top of each other...it was shameful, really. This may qualify as organized chaos, but it actually looks like a woman lives here now. Most of the stuff is 2-10 years old, but by golly, I'm determined to use every bit of it.
I've purged and reorganized several closets and the pantry over the last 8 months. Slowly but surely, my government apartment is looking like a home.
Long way to go, but I'm getting there. I'm still struggling with the fact that this is where I'm living out the rest of my days. It's not where I intended to be, to say the least, but I'm trying to make the best of it.