(Best blog post title EVER, by the way. Because I said so.)

Anyway.

Spring of this year has not, as of yet, stirred within me the usual frenzied desire to clean the house from top to bottom. Dusting? Still not done. I am pathetic. However, what I do have is a determination to organize things. Perhaps with the moving around and putting-in-its-place of everything, the cleaning frenzy will commence.

I started browsing around the good ole’ reliable Internet for my organizational needs today. I’ve decided I need holders for my magazines. I’ve got them lined up on a shelf here on my desk, but really, they need their own holders, they’re getting a little crumpled and I can’t stand crumples in my magazines. I also need a holder for the roll of paper towels in the kitchen, because really, what’s sadder than a roll of paper towels just sitting there on the counter? Not much, I guarantee. And since we’re at it, I might as well go for a gift wrap organizer/storage container, too, because I absolutely can NOT keep my 40″ rolls of Christmas gift wrap in the cardboard box with the Easter Baskets and Trick-or-Treat buckets. The gift wrap demands more spacious, less awkward accommodations, you see. Rather snobby, that gift wrap.

So, I look at The Container Store. Stuff for my magazines, although I prefer this one, stuff for my paper towels, hurray! And a thing or two for my gift wrap needs, which are unfortunately not accommodating enough for the snobby 40″ long gift wrap. So the search takes me elsewhere; first, to Bed, Bath, and Beyond, where I find these:

 Love! I’ve decided I need at least one of those so I have something in which to place the stuffed animals piled atop the hutch of my desk. But, as of yet, no suitable storage for the snobby gift wrap, so let’s move along to Crate and Barrel. It turns out that Crate and Barrel has neither crate nor barrel, oddly enough, but lots of nice storage baskets. (I love baskets, apparently, something I didn’t know before today.) Still nothing for the snobby gift wrap, so off we go to Target.

It’s a very good thing that I live within walking distance of a Wal-Mart instead of Target. I have never been able to come out of a shopping trip to Target without spending less than $100. Behold some of the reasons why:

I’ve no idea what I would store in any of those, or where in my house I would put them, but I would bring them home and then go back out to Target to buy something to put in them, because I am spendy like that – one of El Boyfriend’s least favorite traits in me, I think.

Now – what was I looking for again?