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I sailed small boats for a while, and the great lesson I took away from that experience was to keep systems in good trim. It takes little effort, but begrudging that little can quickly capsize an operation.
Once the coffee took effect Monday morning, I found a few minutes to return things to their home positions and set continuing projects in motion. I tend to freeze up if things aren’t ready to go.
Several years ago, I decided to experiment with using sixteen-quart dairy crates in the house. I’d seen a PBS show about a young New York City man about town who used crates in his room. Don’t remember the show, but dj and hip hop come to mind. I thought, this is just plain cool and well worth a try.
I haven’t regretted one minute of my life with crates. It’s soothing to have just one all-purpose support container, and I appreciate the long evolution that has produced the current crate design. Yesterday I cleared the dining room of projects in anticipation of visitors next week: it took about an hour, and I was able to get things done in spite of feeling 70%. The crates eliminate much of the work it takes to start even a minor job. I can assemble all the bits and pieces in the course of my ordinary upstairs/downstairs path. Sticky notes written with bold marker tell me what to do, so I can concentrate on the task at hand.
You can find an honest crate at the Big City in Minnesota mail order work clothing site. Audio supply houses stock the twenty-four quart size.More after the jump.