I’ve been going through closets, cleaning and purging again and have come across the prettiest dishes that I’ve accumulated over the years.
When I was first married I read and re-read a lovely book by Emilie Barnes about organizing your home. It had the best system for labeling boxes and color coding index cards so that, when needed, you just cross referenced this with that and voila…poof…you just pulled out what you were looking for.
Well, 28 years of marriage, two children and four moves later, my house is filled with unlabeled boxes of who knows what and cupboards filled with unorganized pretties.
You know what I’ve discovered? Once my things are out of sight, I forget about them. I’m just not organized enough to know where things are if I don’t see them everyday.
For some tormented reason, I’ve decided to finally deal with those boxes and messy cupboards( that I would be embarrassed if any one of you lovely ladies happened to open). It’s time to pair down to what I truly love and will use.
I’m sure my pretty dishes feel a little like the forgotten toys in Toy Story 3, just waiting to be either played with or given away to someone who will love them.
So while I continue to sort and purge, my house has become a bit cluttered with stacks of pretty dishes. How do I decide which toys go to college with me, which toys go up in the attic, which are given to family and friends and which are off to daycare?
The sorting continues…