I hate to be discriminatory, but I gotta do it. If you're a boy and you're reading this post (dad), then you need to leave. Also, if you're a relative or just generally uncomfortable talking about an issue that's a little more personal, you should probably skip out on this post too. I'd love for you to come back tomorrow when I post something a little more appropriate, but for the time being....toodle-oo. Seriously, go right now. No boys allowed from here on out.
Alright ladies. This "Organize One Thing Wednesday," I want to talk about an area of organizing that's not usually covered. Your "unmentionables" drawer. Undergarments. Underoos. Skiivies. "Unda-wares." I don't know about you guys, but this particular drawer in my house was a daggone hot mess. My morning routine involved lots of digging and moving items around to find what I needed. And that just is not acceptable. Because I love you guys, I'm going to show you the before picture:
Hot mess, right? I told you. The amount of items in this drawer were out of control. Bras that fit me in high school, old underoos that didn't fit anymore or I didn't feel comfortable in (So I wear granny panties now...don't judge). Nightgowns. Slips. Shape wear. Ridiculous! So I rolled up my sleeves and dove in (not literally. that's gross.) I got rid of the items I don't wear anymore and reorganized the ones that I do. I picked up some drawer dividers at my local Wally World. I weeded and folded and organized. After: