Our little kitchen is good for a few things. Like bumping butts while you’re boiling water. And…well… there isn’t too much else that we truly enjoy about our kitchen. It’s a small galley kitchen with a single sink, which means limited counter space and few cupboards. But we’re doing the best we can to organize and use the space we do have to it’s fullest potential. I’m also learning to take deep breaths and channel Sean’s tranquil aura.
When we first moved in, almost one year ago, I converted an old wine box into a shelving unit for all of our dried beans, fruits and seeds. Confession time: I hate grocery shopping. And because of this, we buy pretty much everything in bulk; preserved or dried. And while I absolutely love this method of stocking our kitchen, it also means we have a lot of mason jars filled up and spread all over our kitchen. To help tame this collection, last week, I decided to make labeled lids for each of them. It was a simple project I wish I’d done a lot sooner. The only supplies I used were scraps from my paper collection. When I was done, I couldn’t believe how such a small project added so much continuity & organization to the area. Why didn’t I do this sooner, I wonder? Either way, I’m happy I took the short time to do this project and it is already making life much, much easier in our small kitchen. It didn’t make our kitchen larger, but it did bring relief. And we still bump butts when I’m boiling water, but I’ll never complain about that.
As a child I was a bit of a hoarder. I just loved collecting things. And hiding things, too. But that’s another issue. Over the years, I’ve gotten good at letting go of things and purging on a regular basis. But, as I was cleaning and rearranging this weekend, I couldn’t help but notice how many things Sean and I collect!
Our offenses include:
First there are our book collections- Classic American Literature books, very old french books, books we read & books we want to read. Also we have our plants, which we consider to be more like children than collections. Then, there are is my fetish for buying things to put more things in, which has led to my old box and crates collection. Not to mention my blue glass mason jars and antique tins collection, as well as Sean’s small clay pots collection. And to finish it off, both Sean and I have collections of rocks, sand and coral we’ve collected from different places we’ve lived. Whoa!
After purchasing the library cart, I was forced to rearrange our apartment. In the process, I began gathering and organizing our collectibles. Looking at my things scattered across the living room floor, I quickly realized that I didn’t want to purge any of them. In fact, I really liked all of these things and I would have been sad to see them go. Unlike the other things we’ve accumulated, these were quality items with amazing sentimental value. Plus, I firmly feel that the difference between a house and a home, is the stories that your things tell. And so, instead of pitching them, I made them a priority.
I used to have these collections spread all over our apartment. But this time, I decided that I would group them. The results made such a huge difference in our space! Now, all of these things we love are better displayed, organized and ready to share their stories.
So what are your collection offenses? Please say I’m not the only one…