Clutter Room, Anyone?
Like most people who are NOT neatniks, stuff lays about my house in an untidy mess. There’s even a name for this type of stuff, it’s called clutter. I was looking at a magazine of house plans one day and there was the perfect solution: a clutter room. The ten-foot by ten-foot room was tucked into the house like an interior storage shed. A room designed strictly for clutter held tremendous appeal for me, because I figured having a clutter room would mean the rest of my house was uncluttered. As in neat. Tidy. I studied the architect’s plan, delighting in the fact someone had designed a room to hide clutter. The architect had placed the room near the entry from the garage. Ah ha! I wasn’t the only one who realized clutter trails into the house from the car, concealed in all sorts of packaging. I wrestled with whether or not I could renovate a bedroom into a clutter room. Then a tiny flaw in the concept hit me. How would the clutter get to the clutter room? Would I have to take the clutte