They say you never really know a person until you live with them. I believe that to be true. I can expand on that -- you never really know yourself until you move.
Twelve years ago we moved from Wakeland Manor to Maison Brinkley. It was a disaster -- we only moved what we needed and we held on to the rest way too long. We finally hired a skip and tossed and tossed and tossed. It was cathartic.
Moving along to the current move from Maison Brinkley to Brinkley Cottage. We had acquired more stuff, of course, we are human after all. But, since I have been trying to organize my home more logically things weren't as helter skelter as they were at Wakeland Manor. I packed like things with like things and labeled the boxes very well. The movers were great about putting the boxes where they should be.
I didn't pack my kitchen though, until yesterday, and it still isn't done. I did bring home six boxes of things and have managed to put most away. Surprisingly, the new kitchen, which I thought was smaller, actually has a lot of storage so I am pleased. In any event, dealing with the kitchen stuff really makes me wonder what sort of disease I have.
There is no reason for a person to have four cookie sheets, two mini-muffin pans, three regular muffin pans and a miniature bundt cake pan I have no recollection of buying. It has never been used. What in the world is wrong with me.
However, hoarding tendencies -- if well, organized and stored neatly -- do come in handy once in a while. The Bean needs a shepherd's headdress for Thursday. She doesn't want to be a shepherd but that is another story. Well, since I am the only person who sews those sorts of duties fall to me and I was stressing a bit since I don't live across the street from Joann Fabrics anymore and all my stuff is packed up in big boxes.
So, I did what everybody does and went to pinterest and noticed a lot of these sorts of costumes are made with towels or just rough cut fabric so I got to thinking. I like to embroidery cup towels -- the old fashioned muslin sort and I knew I had a package of them. Someplace. So, I limped up the stairs, went to the box labeled "needlework" and started rummaging through all the cross stitch fabric and voila! There it was. A brand new package of muslin cup towels just ready to be transformed into a shepherd headdress. How will I do that? Open the package, take it out, place on child's head and tie it on with a random piece of fabric.
Hoarding isn't necessarily a bad thing.