No more wire...

shelves.
Hangers, by the way,
are also my bane.

I adore those fluffy white towels

And I no longer have a love hate relationship with the scale

(fertility tracking does that to you)

Love the little brown basket of soap on the floor

love the glass cubes of stuff I don't use

because I don't take baths

yet I feel it necessary to have a bathtub.

So American of me.

That top basket...

eh

Those wire shelves

held up by the completely

functional

but not at all

stylish

center rod

those

are

the

BANE

of

my

existence.

Just saying.