Every so often, someone who for some reason feels the need to stroke Cherie’s ego a bit will suggest that she should turn this blog into a book. After she finishes cackling, Cherie briefly considers that if she were to take on such a foolish venture, she should name it, “One Sheet at a Time.”

We’ve written before about what creative (and desperate) folks like ourselves can do with one sheet of plywood when properly motivated (and desperate).

Well, we’re at it again!

This was our entryway:

closetbefore1

It’s not the most organized closet in the world.  Or perhaps that’s an understatement?  The lack of shelving in the closet meant that all of the winter gear that we own (and given the living-in-Maine thing, that gear is considerable) lay strewn about hither and yon.  That meant in order to find the bag we needed, we needed to dig through all the boots, hats, gloves, scarves, snowshoes, and dog toys that we didn’t need.  Good times.

So Michael went ahead and addressed the issue using our old friend: the single sheet of plywood.  A few cuts, a screw here and there, and a face frame, and tada!  Done!  A shelf.  We organized everything, sorted it into boxes to go on the shelf, and, just that quick, rediscovered our floor.

[insert picture that we forgot to take here.  Ahem.  Sorry.  But it looks much better!]

But, wait, you say.  One closet shelf doesn’t use a whole sheet of plywood!  What did they do with the rest of the wood?

Lest you leave here thinking that we are slackers…

We took this empty space:

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(Why, yes, we did consider cleaning off the kitchen countertop before taking a picture for the entire internet, but ultimately decided: nah.  Why pretend?)

(Also, did you not see the entryway closet?  Didn’t that give you a good enough sense of our housekeeping skills?)

(Where were we?)

Oh yes.  We took that empty space and turned it into:

kitchenafter1

Open shelves that will serve as the new home for various bowls and other more attractive kitchenware.

Not bad, eh?

And the moral is: one sheet of plywood is your friend.  If you are, like us, good thinkers.  (Also, desperate.)

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