With my closet, the desktops, and the laundry room efficient and comfortable, I was ready to face the kitchen.
My husband, Randy, is an awesome cook. I’m a decent one. And, consistent with other areas of our lives, our approach and preferences differ.
I’d love to toss out the coffee pot and travel mugs. But, I won’t. He would retrieve them.
Randy could easily discard my pasta maker, cookie molds, and flower-and-heart-shaped bread pans. He won’t. I’d cry.
WE can’t get rid of anything!
Desperation forced me to a solution. I unstuffed the cabinets.
When he came home from work, I said, “Don’t worry. I won’t get rid of anything you want to keep, but I need space to unload the dishwasher. What we don’t use, but want to save, I’ll move into storage. Look through the stuff to see what you want.”
He looked at the items that filled the tabletops. “What kind of storage?”
I assured him, “I’ll label the boxes and keep a thorough inventory of what’s in each one. They can stack in the basement.”
To my delight, and surprise, he chose only a few things for me to store. Everything else went in my Driveway Giveaway.
Wow, that was easy. It can’t get better than this.
But it did.
Can you guess what Randy did next?
Sue, would you come stay a week and do my kitchen? No wait, two weeks and do my closets too! Good job in organizing & in writing!
Hmmm. I’d love to come visit. And help. But, it always comes down to the “owner” of the stuff having to make the decisions. We could have lots of fun trying!