Purging

Really should be writing all the writable and infinitely more interesting things that happened to me the past several weeks. But it was not to be.

When I got up this morning, KDM asked: "What are you doing today?" My answer: "Stuff."

Truth is I didn't know what was to be on my plate. All I knew was that I was going to be busy.

Turned out, it is a day of purging "stuff."

As in, purging the pantry of outdated food, stale food, too-exotic-for-me-to-ever use food.

As in, purging the cupboards of dishes, bowls, cups, saucers, glasses, 10+-year-old spices, among the last I spotted a cream of tartar someone must have sneaked onto the back of the shelf, because I obviously do not recall having bought it or ever having use for.

As in, purging the drawers of extra measuring cups, disposable chopsticks, grocery twist ties, spoons who have taken a trip or two down the garbage disposal.

And, much, much more.

As in, purging the cabinets of an extra coffee pot, a deep fryer given to me a few Christmases ago, a crock-pot via the same only too large to keep on my crowded kitchen counter, and a bit redundant in view of my three enameled cast iron pots; of sets of pretty backing ware and fancy serving wares.

And much, much more.

I have now sitting on the kitchen floor three overflowing boxes of "stuff" for Goodwill, one large box destined to storage till I ask a few bachelor relatives if they would like to inherit their contents. One bulging garbage bag for KDM to dispense with.

I haven't even gotten to the four closets yet.

This, dear friends, is the reason I cannot be interesting. I have too much stuff.

And I can't even claim, like my pal Jan did so facilely (see the comment box), that the stuff belonged to my husband. KDM doesn't have the above listed "stuff." He didn't even know they were in his house. He looked with wonder and amazement as I pulled one thing after another out of the cabinets like a magician pulling a succession of rabbits out of his hat.

It is disgusting.

When I'm recovered from self-loathing, I will post pictures from last week.