I swear if such a thing existed, I would have a very high allergic reaction to cable chaos. A low tolerance for tangled cable-y messes. I’m a big, honkin’ cable freak, if you will. Velcro strips, zip ties, and wall tacks are our go-to for desk organization, but what about the tube?
Hello, Psycho. Thank jeebs (or, you know, Ross), for integrating a sweet management system into the almost-there-wall. Every last cord, plug, and wire is totally hidden behind a barrier, yet we were able to maintain a secret compartment of sorts for quick handling. It took 3 hours to tuck and coil all 99 (billion) cables, but it was so worth it for any down the road cord management.
Scott geeked out on matching HDMIs to optical audios or something (while I refused to watch), whereas I had the ultimate excuse to make cutesy labels on our P-Touch. As much as I’m allergic to cables is how much I loove my P-Touch. Here’s our view of the top secret through-spot (carved out of the bottom middle), which will ultimately be covered by records:
And because the built-in cable ‘hood was niched into the back, we were able to keep things spotless underneath – making me a very happy girl. Not to mention, it’ll look pretty clean from Jack’s point of view.
Yeah, I tricked him by hiding his favorite treat. He got it, like, 5 seconds later. The whole freak theme kind of goes with the meanie mom thing, too.
Yes, this is how we happily spend our weekday evenings. Well, Wednesday evening anyway. Sure we could have been all the heck with it! and pull the whole cram and shove maneuver, but I would have known. And yes, the gratification totally outweighs the other dozen things we could have done on hump day. Again, refer to the post title.
Come on, now. Who’s with me? Better yet, it’s pull-it-together time. Shelf styling, you’re next.