Broom closets. And not just any broom closet, but organized broom closets. Maybe it’s because Bossy’s house is so space-challenged and they don’t have closets for important stuff, let alone brooms — which in Bossy’s house live wedged between the refrigerator and the wall.
Anyway, Bossy fell in love with this particular broom closet over the weekend, and it’s not even a closet, but a pause at the top of basement stairs.
David saysOctober 28, 2008 at 8:55 am
“A pause at the top of basement stairs”
Wasn’t that a movie?
p.j. saysOctober 28, 2008 at 10:39 am
I like that. We have a “pause” as well. We have to pause because there is so much stuff hanging on the walls, it is a challenge to get past it all with a full laundry basket. Argh.
Windy saysOctober 28, 2008 at 10:58 am
I recognize those things hanging there…those are torture devices!
bossy's friend martha's sister saysOctober 28, 2008 at 9:37 pm
nice door knob… too bad the tiny glass green ones bossy recommended as a favorite thing….. were sold out when i went to order 17 of them….haahum…..
Leaf, probably saysOctober 28, 2008 at 11:04 pm
Ah, see now, I’m the opposite of Bossy. I HATE broom closets with a vengence. I’ve seen way too many scary movies to ever have one in my house – do you have any idea what is lurking in one of those babies, laying in wait to leap out and scare 10 years off your life?