I’m not very organized. I have too much stuff. I don’t have enough storage space but the truth is, there isn’t enough storage space for me because if I had a gymnasium, I’d fill it up and then I’d need more. When I’ve had a big kitchen, I did better with keeping things organized but nowadays, it seems if I have a jar of jelly and can find a spot in the pots and pans drawer, the jelly goes in there. There are aspirins in with the canned goods, potato chips in with the baking goods; a blender in the cabinet with the canned milk. I’m not blaming Vince but he’s as big of a mess maker as I am. If he gets the whisk out of the drawer where the kitchen gadgets are, I’ll say “Put that back where you found it please.” Yes! I’ll do that. I always do. “NO! You do not.” Later I’ll be looking for the whisk and I’ll say “Where’s the whisk” and he’ll say “I put it behind the jars on the top shelf of the glasses.” Huh? Why there?” He will usually say “So I know where it is.” But I will use it 20 times before he will use it once.
One time I went to MO and came back and could not find my hand grater. I put it in the drawer with the knives. It’s sharp. Sharp things stay together. He swore never used the grater. Never touched it. “It has to be where you left it.” About three weeks later, I went to use my big mixer and there were all kinds of small gadgets in the mixer bowl. I asked if he had put all that stuff in there. “Oh, I did! I unloaded the dishwasher when you left and I didn’t know where all that stuff was supposed to go.”
But, I promise . . most of my lost items are because of my total lack of organization and having too much stuff.
I’ve been trying to clean one cabinet per day. Take everything out, put like things together in cabinets. Everything else goes in a big box and once I get the cabinets somewhat organized, I can go back and put the “lost” things with their like items.
Yesterday was the “baking” cabinet. There’s wheat – mostly small bags of specialty wheat. There’s rye, Kamut, Einkorn, Teff, pumpernickel — any kind of wheat I might want, there’s a little bit in that cabinet. There was a rolling pin in there, which technically was ok to be in there but I have a different drawer for my rolling pins. There’s a small plastic container with all the extracts/flavors I don’t use often. But this . . though in the right cabinet . . why do I have this?
It’s 12 bags of high fat cocoa. It says “strong, dark chocolate flavor”. I do not like chocolate. Why did I buy that? I haven’t bought from that company for years? Why did I buy 12 bags? I checked online and now they sell it in a 3.2 oz. bag for $7.29. A bit of math tells me that it would take 15 of those bags to equal 12 of the 4 oz. bags I have so that’s a little over $100 in coco – strong, dark chocolate flavor . . that I wouldn’t even like. I don’t remember buying it. I just can’t imagine.
I said to Vince “Why on earth did I buy 12 bags of dark cocoa powder?” He said “Why on earth did you buy a million skeins of yarn?”
I was able to squeeze three bags of cocoa into a quart jar so nine bags are now in 3 quart jars, vacuum sealed and ready to last a lifetime. I told Chad “Do not buy cocoa powder! I’ll bring you three bags when I come and you can also have a jar if you want it.”
Just so you’re not trying to figure it out, I vacuum sealed some oatmeal too while I was vacuum sealing jars.
One thing for sure – every day around here is an adventure.