Well, not me, my closet. Having the luxury of a closet just for my crafty pursuits (thanks honey!), means I'm sometimes overzealous about what I'll buy or keep for scraps/refashioning/repair. Add to that occasionally wanting someone else to be able to use the room (it is, theoretically, a guest room, craft room, and office all in one), and I end up with a heap of stuff piled precariously in the closet, like those parodies of closets you see in cartoons.
This weekend, seeing as I did not forsee anyone else suddenly needing to use the room, I unloaded the closet, assembled some new shelves (a story in itself, really), and re-loaded.
Phew! I haven't quite done the major purge that needs to be done, but at least I can do that in an organized fashion, without fear of things falling on my head. And one of the coolest things?
It's like my very own fabric store! (a la splityarn).