November 28, 2012

It's kind of like an archaeological dig....only a bit more random

As you know, I've pretty much been possessed by a shadow of my former self lately and have been cleaning and de-cluttering like crazy and in the process have discovered something.

In the past I have claimed that my husband is a hoarder.  And he is, it's true, remember the great pasta post? And, apparently, I never even mentioned his tendency to hoard canned tomatoes or black tee shirts (despite the fact that I have informed him a billion times that black is NOT his color).

Well, during the Great Purge of 2012, I have discovered that I inadvertently hoard craft materials; this is hysterical only because I don't "craft."  Oh sure, I've dabbled in it once or twice when something has caught my eye and I think to myself, "OH!  I could do that!"  And then, apparently, bought the store out of all its materials to make said craft exactly once.

I have also discovered that I hoard ribbons.  Any and all kinds of ribbon.  You need Christmas ribbon?  I've got plenty.  It has also come to my attention that I have loads and loads of blue ribbon.  Baby blue ribbon, to be specific.  Some of which is inscribed, "It's a Boy!"

The only thing I can determine from the ribbon discovery is that I must have hosted and attended a great many baby showers where the sex of the child was a boy.  I am now currently urging any and every woman I know, of child bearing age, to get knocked up with a child of the male gender - if only so I can rid myself of all this damn ribbon that is taking up valuable real estate in my home.

Tights.  I love tights, this is not a secret.  The more fun, the better - I have harlequin, stripes, polka dots, plaid, mutli-color, brights; etc..  So explain to me how I own more than eight pairs of plain, black tights?  Not to mention footless tights.  I NEVER wear footless tights.  But yet, I own several pairs.  Granted they are fun - stripes, leopard print; etc - but they are footless.  Something I NEVER wear.  But because some of them were so fun, I kept them.  So any ideas on how I can wear footless tights - at my age- would be much appreciated.

"Beauty" products.  Yes, I do love beauty products.  But, apparently, my fascination with them ends pretty much immediately after I realize they don't live up to the hype. I'm so ashamed by how much dried up stuff I threw away recently.  New vow to self: only buy what you truly love.

So there you have it.....I AM a hoarder.  But in my defense, at least it's more interesting than pasta, tomato sauce, and tee shirts.

6 comments:

  1. Where the footless tights with boots.

    I have some hoarding tendencies too, but I'd rather keep them quiet right now. :)

    So you go back for a 2 day work week tomorrow, right?! I'm so jealous!

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  2. I'm keeping my mouth shut... I save/keep/hoard E.V.E.R.Y.T.H.I.N.G.

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  3. you can wear the footless tights with boots...
    I am a closet hoarder.

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  4. Craft supplies multiply in my house, i'm certainly not hoarding them! I just have a tendency to over buy, cause you never know when you might need it. Now i have a huge pile of wood in my garage because I decided that building stuff is fun. I did however forget that it is winter and my garage is not heated.....

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  5. I'm the same with beauty products, I keep telling myself to use what I have before buying more but if I see a bargain I have to get it.
    Leggings or tights with boots and layered long tops or dresses are great at this time of year x

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  6. It's okay, I'm a bit of a hoarder too. I'm trying to be better but it's tough.

    I tend to hoard books. And clothes for my kids.

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