No, not the Eminem song. Though I do like that one.
And not actually my closet, the 'walk in' closet in my husband's study. It started out as a place to keep things were didn't know where to put, and some keepsakes that I didn't need out. And Christmas decorations...that sort of thing.
Because we don't go in the attic. Not ever. It's creepy up there.
But with the big footprint of the Craftsman Tiny House I've been running out of space for my houses.
Husband suggested we get the closet cleaned out and we could put the Architect's abode in there. It would free up more space in my workroom (dining room) and clear the table so I can work on the next project.
It's not a huge closet but it was amazing what got packed into it.
Here it is with the Christmas decorations in it.
Oh, and the foam I use for the cat's window shelves.
But all of this came out of it.
Along with two old CPUs.
All those boxes are empty by the way. For some reason they just got put in the closet.
So I broke all of them down and carted the monitors and old equipment out to the car. Dragged the bedding and throw pillows (lawn and leaf bags full) out to the backseat and drove it all over to Goodwill where they unloaded it for me.
And now I have room for one box of my childhood dolls and stuffed animals after putting the Architect's Abode inside it. I can safely put it on top of the Christmas crates because we really don't decorate with them much. Cats and fragile ornaments don't mix.
It wasn't miniatures but I did accomplish something today.
Now I just need to vacuum and take the furniture out of the dollhouse so it can be moved. And get rid of all the molded Styrofoam from the computer boxes.