Mary can be found at Farm Girl Cook’n where she shares some of her favorite recipes and introduces her readers to life on the farm. This post was originally featured there.
As I was getting ready for work the other morning, my husband, in a very supportive and loving way — really it was — commented that maybe I could find room for one more bottle of shampoo in the shower. I tossed an endearing gesture back at him and continued my morning rituals.
It wasn’t until I was in the shower, looking at the bottles of shampoo and conditioner, that it just about hit me in the face. I had six bottles of shampoo in there with me. SIX.
And so, I asked myself, ‘Why, for the love of Pete, can’t I throw things away?’
Yes, I had just brought home some heavenly lavender-mint shampoo from my beautician. And yes, I still had some left in the bottles I had purchased the last time I saw her. Some citrus bouquet scent, I think. But then I noticed I still had dregs in the shampoo and conditioner from the time before last. Ugh, he was right. There really isn’t any reason to keep all those bottles of almost gone products … is there?
I don’t consider myself a packrat, nor am I living in an episode of hoarders, but that morning the light went on. I knew that in every drawer and every closet I would find nearly empty bottles, boxes, makeup containers that I knew I would use up in an emergency. Not only would I find these products, but under my sinks I have stashed hand- and dish-soap containers with just enough to cover the bottom of the bottle. Why, why, why?
Is it because I was a baby boomer who grew up thinking that there would be a nuclear winter and I would need all the shampoo and makeup I could find? Or maybe because I was raised by parents of the Great Depression where butter tubs and bread sacks would save us from starvation? Or could it be that I really just like the experience of opening something new — a new fragrance, a new color — and with one little whiff all of my good intentions of finishing the old things up were gone? When I made the switch I had mentally moved on.
Honestly? I have no idea why I do this. However, I can admit that it does pain me to throw away anything that is not completely gone. So – what to do now?
Until I come up with a better idea my solution is to hide them under the sink until one day my children have to clean it out and put it on a hay rack at our estate auction.
How about you, reader, do you hold onto things that aren’t quite finished? Please let me know I’m not alone on this journey!