With the terror attacks in Paris in the news, my worries about cleaning out my house seem even more trivial than usual (especially since Sam and I just got home from Belgium). Still, daily life goes on, and in a break from listening to bad news I’ll share what happened when I emptied the cabinet in my hall bath — getting it cleared out feels like a victory of sorts. Most of these things haven’t seen the light in years!
See that Harvest Gold tile? Clearly it’s past time to remodel. I kept hoping that if I waited long enough, it would cycle back around and be “in” again. Dare I admit that the tub and shower tile are gold too?
Here are some things I found:
- Eleven plastic containers of hair goo, three of them from the 80s when I had (*blush*) a perm.
- Eight products for polishing metal. Really? Eight?
- Seven shower caps. Odd, since I wash my hair every day.
- Five containers of talc — I’m pretty sure three of them were my mother’s, kept because I couldn’t bear to let go of anything that had been hers.
- Two drawers full of shoe polish and leather cleaner (and my shoes are scuffed).
… and some things I learned:
- Before I realized it was so wasteful, I bought way too much stuff in plastic bottles. I will mend my ways.
- I only look at what’s in the front few inches of the space. Everything else gravitates to the back and gets archived. So … why have a big cabinet in the bath?
- So that’s what happened to my vintage red pendant. It’s not a real stone; I think it’s what was once known as “paste”. I remember buying it when out “junking” with a friend on a sunny afternoon in the midwest, and used to wear it often. And there’s that 3-1-1 packing kit I bought to snazz up my suitcase, as well as a box of Axion, a stain remover that worked so well that they quit making it.
- Big question: why so many hair products? I seldom use them. I’m guessing I thought they’d change my life, and when I found out they didn’t they got shoved to the back.
- I’m still loving my washable, re-useable shelf liner. I didn’t have to measure and cut new.
That’s one more cabinet cleaned and ordered. Time to move on to the next task.
And, remembering Paris on Throw-Back Thursday, here’s a photo of Bob and his father, having a coffee at a sidewalk cafe, mid 1980s…
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