Closet Componant Carting

The office/spare bedroom in our condo has two reach-in closets with sliding doors. When we moved in they became the place we threw unopened boxes and anything that didn't have a better home. Almost four years later, I've decided it's time to start organizing them.

The closet on the left has more of my things, so I'm beginning with it. There are no clothes hanging in there, so I decided to remove the standard closet shelf/bar and install a wire shelving system that would allow for more flexibility. I went as far as charting out what materials I would need, but then the project got moved to the back burner. With the start of the new year I decided to make it a priority.

On New Year's Day I took everything out of the closet. (Most of it got crammed into the other closet in the room, but there's also some things in the master bedroom closet and a couple of boxes in the bedroom.) I took out the old hardware, filled the holes, and painted the walls.

Today I went to the hardware store to purchase the first half of the materials-an upper track and supports to hang from it. The needed support pieces were seven feet long. I knew they would be dangerous sticking out of a shopping cart, so I grabbed a lumber cart.

I've seen the carts before, but before today I've never had a reason to use one. It was an interesting experience.

The cart had six wheels (three on each side with two in the front, two in the center, and two in the back). However, the suspension was pretty much gone, and right rear wheel refused to make contact with the ground. In addition, a couple of the upright pipes were loose so the whole thing rattled loudly.  I finally made it to the closet section of the store, where the cart took up a large portion of the aisle while I stood there and figured out exactly what I wanted to buy. 

My long pieces of metal, two packages of toggle bolts, and two packages of screws looked insignificant on the large cart. Even though they were placed at an angle the ends of the supports still hung over the edge. I rattled my way up to the cash register area, then outside to my car. Once I loaded my things I pushed the cart back to the store and left it for the next person.

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