Well that didn’t work.
Scope creep has nothing on me.
So, you remember that shelving unit I was going to put in my closet with cloth drawers in it, that the drawers don’t fit in? The one I was going to buy a second one of? Yeah. Um. About that.
I actually made it to the hardware store and bought another shelving unit. Then I went to Target to check out bins. At that point it became very painful clear that there were absolutely NO bins that would A) fit B) in reasonable colors that wouldn’t look awful and C) be sold in the quantity I would require.
Out of curiosity I went to the next aisle to look at the shelving units. They had one that was perfect. Made to fit the cloth boxes, and in the correct orientation. CRAP! So, after some hemming and hawing, I decided to buy three of those shelves, which will fit about the same space as the original two shelves. The shelf that is currently being built, I took a wild guess and said it will probably fit, upright, in another part of my closet. Maybe.
For those of you playing the home game, that makes six cabinets I’ve bought now, one which is halfway assembled, two I’m returning. The three that are actually going to serve as my shelf – which you might remember was the original project – are sitting in boxes, mocking me with their cold cardboard stares.
I have two shelves to return and none of the things I bought are going to the places where I was planning to put them. I forgot all about stacking wood with a friend who was coming over. I gave in to scope creep twice. I started yet another project, editing video of me putting together the shelves. The shelf I had been assembling is going to go somewhere that will require me to rearrange my closet for it to fit. It is now 8PM, and I’m updating my blog and eating dinner instead of finishing any of the things that need doing. Bad Ideas? Ohhhhhh yes.