With the addition of another household to this household, my haphazard storage solutions and packrattiness have undergone serious re-evaluation. When you're one person with a fair amount of space, it's easy to just let stuff spread and fill it.
Take the wine, for example (I know you'd like to). A shelf in the laundry room cabinet was a good place for it, then another shelf. The good stuff lived in the basement, on the rack I found in the alley three years ago.
This is just the bottom half of that rack the top has been out in the garage.
Yes, at last all that wine is getting a proper home, thanks to my handy Sergeant.
And we'll now have more space in the laundry room for the overflow of our combined kitchen goods.
I am a lucky woman.