Most of the time I can present a fairly organised face to the world. I am mostly on time for things, I have a diary, I write lists and remember birthdays. But ever since we moved house I have had a secret shame. This is it...
This is our pantry. In the castle house we had a proper cupboard with a folding door big enough for the Small Girl to hide in - and in the house before that the pantry was so big two adults could comfortably hide in it. This cupboard is pathetic by comparison. I have to stand on a chair to peer into the top shelf and it's so deep that anything pushed to the back disappears as if into an abyss.
I have tried to maintain order, really I have. The Boy Wonder built a shelf when we moved in and that helped, at least for a while. I managed to corrall the spices into two shoeboxes (actually, they've been in those shoeboxes since we moved house) and I thought I had a handle on where things were. Alcohol, medicine and other heavy things that will cause a big mess if there's an earthquake are on the highest shelf, naturally, and the baking powder is in a rack on the door. But any other systems have disintegrated to the point that now I just come home from doing the shopping and sling stuff in wherever it will fit.
This has got to stop, I know. But how? Do you have a pantry? How do you organise it?