Bins, bins, bins, bins, bins!

Sometimes I just break into a song. It goes “bins, bins, bins, bins, bins!” (to whatever tune comes to mind)

I love bins so much.

And I’ve been mentioning them so often that I decided they finally deserved a post of their own.

There are many kinds: bins with lids, or without. Small bins that fit inside drawers in many configurations. Large bins destined to house piles of toys. Bins that are just a box, or bins with compartments inside them. Bins that fit into shelving, on top of shelving, of any color or texture imaginable. Canvas or cloth bins for a casual look, woven bins or wood bins or sleek bins for offices, bathrooms, or livingrooms. Bins lined with fabric, collapsible bins, stackable bins.

I knew I wanted to look into buying bins for our new place, because at our old place there were random piles or groupings of things that just had no home. For example, our stash of batteries, battery chargers, other chargers, and random computer and printer paraphenalia. That stuff just refused to look pretty, or be stacked, or live in harmony with anything around it . . . which is why we needed a bin to stash it in.

Voilà! Le bin.

And we wanted a bin for some old computer games that had been living with our DVD’s, which is now on top of the bookcase next to a matching bin!

And a bin for my socks, which had been living in an overflowing orange bag. And a bin for my husband’s ties, which had been kicked out of a drawer that the wash cloths had moved into (those darn wash cloths! Always trying to edge in on something good).

I didn’t take pictures of these because I didn’t want to shock any innocent viewers, but I now also have a series of bins that keep my underwear drawers organized. Full length stockings and capri-length stockings can now live separated by bins. Assorted removable bra straps that end up kicking around in confusion now live in their own little compartment, next to a bin of nursing pads.

A bin houses my belts, which would otherwise take over the whole drawer in their snakey, twining disarray!

Anyway, bins, bins, bins, bins, bins!

At Ikea they had a whole section of the store that was probably twice the size of our apartment, completely devoted to bins. I bought many, and they are my all-time favorite organizational device.

Fair warning to all: they’re a nightmare to shop for because you need the right dimensions for whatever shelf they’re going on, the right color for the room you’re coordinating them with, and the right size for the stuff you have in mind–but once you’ve found the right one, the result is bliss.

My jewelry used to live tangled in a small, ugly, plastic drawer thingy. I could never find what I needed. Now my jewelry lives in two stacked, compartmentalized bins that live in a drawer!

It still may look a little tangled to your perfectionists, but let me assure you that it is NOTHING near the mess that it used to be. For example, bracelets have their own compartment! Wheeeee! My silver earrings are separate from my gold earrings. I’m telling you, it’s a revolution in here. In the past few weeks, I’ve been wearing jewelry that had previously been buried at the bottom of the heap . . . for years. Thank you, bins.

Next item: Thornfield CD’s that I keep in stock used to live in a plastic Gap bag–until I bought a bin for them that fits perfectly on our CD/DVD shelf!

(by the way, have you bought our album and EP yet? If not, get yourself over to iTunes and support an awesome folk band!)

More bins for Alice’s things–big turquoise bins for diapers and wipes and such! (these are actually from a later shopping trip to Target)

Bins for the changing table/ex-butcher’s block . . .

These above pictures are from the chaos period of her room–now the bins are looking much more wieldly.

Hurrah for order!

There’s a bin for random stuff my husband keeps in our bedroom like his headphones for late night listening, or matches to light candles and set a romantic mood . . .

. . . a bin for extra toilet paper in the hall bathroom . . .

. . . bins for assorted winterwear that fit nicely under our shoe bench by the entryway . . .

. . . bins!

Have you caught the bug yet??

11 thoughts on “Bins, bins, bins, bins, bins!

  1. Suzie

    After seeing this, I definitely need some bins. Especially for the stuff under my bed, this would be so much better. I love the bins for the jewelry too, mine currently is all in a drawer halfway organized.

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  2. Tobi

    I have caught the bin bug you speak of! Just last night, I was rearranging and re-organizing, using bins, and I was silently praising them in my head. “How great are these bins?!” I too have one with random electronic accessories and batteries in it :) I don’t have a bin song, though (yet).

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  3. Paloma

    ja,ja…si ya veo que te ha atrapado la manía por el orden de Ikea. La verdad es que en cuanto a trastos varios para mantener el orden en la casa no hay quien les supere. Y a buenos precios…a mí me encantan todas las cajas y cestas…
    Bins, bins, bins, bins forever! I like the full houses of bins! (se dice asi????)
    Besos!

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  4. Kate

    Love bins too – and Tupperware! But more importantly I’ve been thinking about removable bra straps. All the gals seem to have such cute straps and mine always end up showing and look like industrial strength. Where do you find these? I hope I don’t sound like I’ve been living under a rock (like you end up telling me Target has these!).

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    1. Jenna Post author

      I don’t know–I just have packets of “blah” straps that have come with strapless bras I’ve bought over the years. I’ve seen cute straps out there, but haven’t seen them in any store either. Let me know if you find them!

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  5. Kimby

    The first song that came to mind was Eliza Doolittle singing, “Words, words, words, words… SHOW ME!” (Which adapts nicely to “bins.”) :) Thank you for showing us your bin genius, Jenna!

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