Last weekend we moved the hall stand and shoe organizer or of the main entry and into the breakfast room. I was tired of seeing unzipped backpacks and fifteen kids' jackets right when I came through the front door.
But now there an empty space that (maybe) needs to be filled. The hallway isn't wide enough for seating against this wall, despite Bill's beliefs. It would go best with a buffet or sofa table.
In my dreams, I find the perfect apothecary unit about the height of the chair rail and quite long. I could use the little drawers to corral the bits and pieces that scatter around the house throughout the day, like permission slips and Legos and hair bands and screwdrivers and wood putty. Each person would have their own drawers and be responsible for cleaning them out regularly.
I can dream, right? For now, the space will sit empty. In my book, empty and spacious is almost as good as the perfect piece of furniture.