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Call me organized, slightly OCD, or a pregnant woman nesting- either way everything in this house is finding a place or it's no longer allowed to stay!

This is the closet in Baby J's room and I wish I would have thought to take a "before" photo.  It was a mess... the door wouldn't open very far due to everything on the floor, the shelf was haphazardly piled way too high (if I needed something I feared an avalanche) and there was no rhyme or reason to the hanging clothes. 

Awwwww, but now this closet is a breath of fresh air.  I wonder if the amount of joy I feel after organizing is normal?