. . .Mudroom
“Whenever one of my girls couldn’t find a schoolbook,” says Lisa Mallory, “I’d say, ‘Look in the mudroom,’ and it would inevitably materialize under a pile of shoes. If I asked them to clean the space, all they could do was line up the shoes and stack more things in the already overflowing bins.” And despite the fact that the room’s built-in desk was a clutter magnet, Lisa couldn’t bring herself to tear it out.