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.
Ok Doctor, how do you plan to turn 24.25 into 27.6?
I could draw a diagram, but really it’s more that the current arrangement inefficiently uses the space than I have any amazing new arrangement.
There’s a freestanding shelving unit stuck in there that doesn’t take up the entire width.
I quake in fear.
As well ye should.
Martha can bite me too. Right behind the ear. Yeah, that’s the stuff. Hey hand me that peanut butter and shut the pantry door, will ya?
Okay, I have to go shower now.