Pantry, No Pantry

Because my company recently added Monday as a company holiday in an attempt to improve morale, for the first time I will have a day off when neither Roan nor Stacey do. And I will use it to remove a source of stress and disgust in my life: namely, the pantry.

I plan on turning 24.25 ft2 of mostly unusable, how-long-has-that-can-of-onion-soup-been-back-there shelf space into an efficent, 27.6 ft2 of pure ergonomic feng shui wonderfullness.

For the mathematically inclined, that’s a better than 13% increase in total shelf space, and probably a 50% increase in easily usable space. Everything will be in plain siight, instead of hidden behind the peanut butter.

Martha Stewart can bite me.