or hide his clutter. or her clutter. regardless of whose clutter it is, it simply can't be left out and about.
in a tiny apartment an errant hair elastic can feel like it's encroaching on your living space. enter the file folders and magazines of your well-meaning but disorderly life-partner, and it's enough to make you go batty. in our case, a simple wine crate tucked under the couch does the trick to keep the peace. no one needs to see the pile of papers tucked messily within. out of sight, out of mind. mostly.