For years I have tried to get the laundry room organized. We bought this house 9.5 years ago, and I've never once succeeded. Don't get me wrong. I've come close, and I've made amazing progress at different times.
Let me back up a minute...
The laundry room is more of a utility room. It not only contains the washer and dryer, but it houses the furnace, water softener, upright freezer and water heater as well. It's a huge room. It takes up 1/4 of the basement-about 250 sq ft. We have room to not only store the outdoor Christmas Nativity, but we also have room to store 20+ totes of Christmas and other holiday decorations. The room also contains one small chest of drawers with a hutch on top, a 9 drawer dresser to use as storage, and a double utility sink in the room that we put in a few years ago.
For the most part, the laundry room is unfinished. The previous owners put in some drywall and a couple of closets, but the drywall is only on one one wall. The other wall is concrete, and the ceiling and floor are unfinished. I did what I could by painting the room a light mint green, so it wasn't so dark and painting the furniture to match. Overall, it looks okay. But it's never been organized.
The last 3 days, Mom and I have dusted, scrubbed, sorted, purged and organized. I'm exhausted, but thrilled beyond belief. For the first time since I started Project Laundry Room 9.5 years ago, the laundry room is exactly how I wanted it all along. And while it only took 3 days with Mom's help, that's 9.5 years in hoarder years.
I'll post pictures later, but suffice it to say, I'm delighted that so many more things have homes than did a week ago. Whether that home is the shelf above the washing machine and dryer, the small chest of drawers with the hutch on it, or the trash, I'm thrilled they've found their way home.
Slowly, but surely, I'm finding my own way home.
Compulsive hoarding is a mental disorder that is just beginning to be understood. As a hoarder, I have acquired things over the years with a specific purpose in mind at the time of the acquisition, used some of those items for their intended purposes, forgotten the goal for different objects, but now that I find that they have outlived their purpose in my life I am struggling to rid myself of those same things.
You can read the start of my journey here.