Things That Make Me Way Happier Than They Should, Weekend Edition: SHELVES. IN MY KITCHEN. SHELVES. I've probably mentioned a zillion times or so that I have a shoebox kitchen. There's no space for nothing. Everything must be used to the nth degree. A pot and pan rack hangs over the window. Vertical file holders hold baking pans and sheets in the space above the cabinets. The top of the fridge holds my mixer and blender and food processor, plus baskets of onions/potatoes/garlic. But there's one tiny corner I have been unable to use, it's 13"x8" and I know these dimensions by heart because I've been looking for shelves to wedge in there for two years, since we moved in. But the corner is not a right angle, or even close. (So the corner shelves were returned.) I really didn't feel like paying for custom work for a rental apartment, but I was very close when I finally found these pre-cut 12" shelves from West Elm, I thought I'd die happy. I chomped at the bit the two months they were on backorder. They arrived yesterday and they're actually total junk. Two arrived broken. The screw mounts are all uneven (thus making it impossible to pre-drill holes). The hardware couldn't be used. But this handyman in the building made it happen, got them to work, and I'm so happy.
Do I even need to tell you what happened less than 24 hours later? We took a peek at another, bigger apartment opening up in the building. OF COURSE. Just when I finally get this kitchen right.