If I had a dollar for every time I said the above, and another one for each time my husband rolled his eyes at me, I’d be in a different tax bracket. I’d at least have enough dollars to hire some skilled individual to create an organized and key-friendly entryway for my home, so I could somehow ditch the habit of tossing them in the fruit basket or behind a couch cushion or simply leaving them in the door.

These entryways all look like places I could quite ably place my keys each day. And my flip flops and my mail and perhaps even my purse. Ahh, sweet relief.


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