January 8, 2013
As the year progresses, there’s a series of events that happens at most stores. In the fall, first comes the Halloween merchandise, then Christmas explodes down the aisles. As employees put away tinsel and reindeer, the shelves are stocked with bins, drawers and all kinds of organization paraphernalia.
Now I’ll let you in on a secret about me. It’s one of my favorite times of year. I could spend hours walking the aisles, dreaming about perfectly stocked and organized closets, cupboards and drawers.
Since I seem to be in the mood, I’ll confess that when I moved out on my own for the first time, I kept my spice cupboard sorted by savory/sweet, then alphabetically arranged. It was the same with canned goods: Veggies, soups, fruit, etc., organized by type and placement in the alphabet.
With a glance, I could tell you what I had and what I needed. It made dinner prep and grocery shopping a breeze. My clothes were color coordinated, of course. My oldest daughter’s toy box even was organized.
Those days are long behind me. With seven kids, I’m counting it a success to get the clothes from the dryer into the closet and the groceries off the kitchen counters. I do have labels in my pantry, and we recently pulled everything out and put it back.
This is my actual pantry…a little grainy because the light isn’t that bright.
Inside of me still lurks that compulsive need to organize and my pet peeve is still looking for something because it’s not where it should be.
A girl can dream can’t she?