My frustration level reached a new high yesterday as I frantically rummaged through my utensil drawer looking for my vegetable peeler. Where the *%@# was that sneaky little bugger that always seems to be on the top of the pile?. It was no where to be found.
After pulling out items I’ve not used this decade and finding a few things I’ve NEVER used, I’d had enough. Suddenly I had a brilliant idea. I surprise myself sometimes as my latent brilliance that only makes itself evident when I have HAD ENOUGH.
I dumped the contents of the entire drawer into a packing box and placed it in my home office which has become my junk room since I got a laptop. My desk is used as the dumping ground for anything I can’t stand.
But back to my jumbled-up over-stuffed drawer. I vowed not to put anything back into the drawer until I actually use it. I gave up sugar so that ice cream scoop won’t be used until I get some grandchildren who I will spoil with ice cream anytime they want it. Same for the melon baller which has never actually been used for making melon balls. I’ve used it as a makeshift ice pick on occasion.
After 48 hours, these are the only utensils I’ve used. After a month or so I’ll know what needs to live in that drawer. Everything else will be stashed in the box in my office and maybe after a couple of months I’ll take it to the Salvation Army. Whatever’s in it must not be MY salvation.
I would try this on my overstuffed closet. but I don’t know where I’d stash all the itchy. penchy, stuff I never wear which includes 90 percent of the contents of the closet. Sigh. Maybe if spring ever arrives I’ll give it a try. (By the way, don’t forget to set your clocks up this weekend. The time is changing again.)