So I did:
Oof. Mountains of jewelry, boxes, a pointless lamp (do you really need extra light on your dresser?), pens (?), loose coins and bobby pins. How could I live like this? Easily, it turns out, as two minutes after taking this photo, I got distracted by the cats playing with a paper bag and forgot about it for six months. My guess is that I just stopped wearing jewelry and therefore could avert my eyes whenever I walked by.
Because of this, it is with only limited pride that I share the "after" picture, taken after a manic binge of spending at Muji.
Because of my innate tightfistedness, purchasing overpriced acrylic storage containers was painful (I htink the two boxes on the left were about $100 total), but I made myself do it, and I made myself buy all the appropriate inserts that I would usually try and cheap out on so that the boxes would actually serve their intended purpose. It worked. I'd been attempting to get everything into my jewelry box on the left and let it all pile up and pour out like lava.
If the nice people at Muji would like to now attack my desk (not pictured; it's too depressing), my door is open anytime.
