The Storeroom of Horror

As we’ve been unpacking the last couple of months, anything we felt didn’t belong in the room we were working in went into the storeroom.  At the end of unpacking the first two floors and basement, we were feeling pretty good.  Then Jennifer opened the storeroom to let the neighbors borrow our daughter’s tricycle and she saw this:

There was a scream of terror as Jennifer’s hording nightmares came to life.

There was a scream of terror as Jennifer’s hording nightmares came to life.

So, I quickly found our next project: make the storeroom functional and never mention this level of untidiness again.

We have a large basement in the current house but the storage area is right next to our giant boiler which can get pretty toasty in the winter.  To enter the storeroom, you need to leave the basement and re-enter in a separate entrance.  It is actually a root cellar that stays at a moderate temperature all year and because of this, I wanted to use the space for the product of our canning.  Jennifer thought it should be used for my tools and our bicycles.  So we compromised…

A couple of 2x4s and masonry screws later…

A couple of 2x4s and masonry screws later…

Yes, there is still a bathtub full of stuff to take to the landfill.  Doesn't everyone put their scraps in a tub?

Yes, there is still a bathtub full of stuff to take to the landfill.  Doesn't everyone put their scraps in a tub?

So now I can get to my tools to fix the myriad of little projects which continue to pop up and the family can get to their bikes.