The other day, seized by the spirit of cleanliness and order, I emptied out the linen closet on the second floor of my home, culled the weaklings, organized and folded the lot, and presto! A much-improved, well-organized linen closet.
The top shelf: beach towels, swimsuits, and some white bath towels.
The middle shelf: more bath towels, hand towels, and washrags
Down below: sheets and pillowcases. Lots and lots of incredibly-soft pillowcases. I am a pillowcase softness artist. And, of course, a side of makeup and my corner of the pink ghetto.
There are no 'before' photos because my shame was great. The job took a smidge more than 30 minutes to complete. The feeling of ordered virtue will likely last a whole lot longer than that.
JT, generally unimpressed by such order, did allow that it "looks nice." Then he recommended that I re-organize his dresser.