The Container Store is one of the most perfect man-made places on earth.
I have learned from this wonderland that there is nothing that cannot be contained. Moreover, contained precisely in a little perfectly crafted container that no one needs, but yet no one should have to live without. Yesterday was my first trip to this magical place that captivated me for hours, and tricked me into feeling like there is only good in the world.
Every inch of The Container Store made me happy. From the coordinated adorable file folders, to the little white desk that, when you open the drawer, reveals a cheerful Caribbean blue inside. They have pouches, bags, bins, liners, tags, magnets, hooks, cubbies, closets, racks, boxes, and all manner of other containers for anything you could possibly put away.
I am not well organized. I think that is why I love the place so much. They are the "After" to my "Before". The Container Store shows me what could be. I don't suppose it's normal to get so excited about a store full of containers, but if loving precision containing is wrong, then I don't want to be right.
I should maybe quit teaching and work there. I'm only half joking. :)
