Today I got the shoe boxes from neatcontainers.com. Before I tell you what I found, let me explain their significance. These clear, plastic shoe boxes were a manifestation of my New Year's Resolution. I thought by organizing my closet, I would be able to enjoy my life in an unprecedented way. Surely, the panic that ensued when I was trying to find those cute Miu Miu sling backs to wear with my black pull-over would be a thing of the past. By banishing chaos, I was embracing the new feng shui that would lead to a more peaceful existence, at least in my bedroom. As usual, my grandiose plans for personal happiness were thwarted by reality. My roommate put the tall rectangular box next to my door and asked with a puzzled look, "What the hell is that?"
"Something that will change my life," I gushed. She rolled her eyes at me clearly unconvinced that in this cardboard box was the key to my happiness. I'm leaving for Houston tomorrow so I thought I would surprise our housekeeper by organizing my shoes. I anxiously opened the box and instantly knew I had been had. These so-called shoe boxes are in fact the equivalent of take-out containers. I shit you not. They are clear and fold closed like the Styrofoam boxes you get at some restaurants. Only they're in the shape of a shoebox. On the website they're billed as "stackable containers." My roommate laughed so hard at me, she cried. I want to shed some tears, too. Not because it's funny. Because I'm a sucker who just spent $60 on empty take-out boxes.
