The complete, terribly dull saga is a tale for another time.
For now? Just the wrapping paper. And
It was late one night that an idea popped into my mind. The kind of idea that festers and compels you to act immediately. In this case had I waited even 24 hours, there would be nothing to store, for the next morning was the house full o' water "situation".
Not only are guardian angels real, they also have a deep respect for craft supplies.
In the old craft room, the rolls were corralled in a thrift store whatsit wood thing. Because floor space is at a premium here, we needed to go vertical.
A $3 piece of wood, held up by 2 L-brackets screwed into studs, runs the length of the wall. We ladies know how every inch counts.
Scraps are drilled into the side, reinforced with a few finish nails hammered in at an angle on the inside. A leftover piece of molding is nailed onto the front as a guardrail to prevent any jumpers.
Of course you will take the time to countersink and spackle and paint so that everything looks-you know- professional.
My style is more of a leave it as-is indefinitely because it was June when it was finished and the white paint is in the garage and it's hot out there. Now here it is in September and find myself not caring if it stays like this forever because I've already gone completely blind to it.