How Many Wooden Spoons Do You Have? How Many Do I Really Need?

My drawer was overcrowded with utensils. Hmmmm what to do, what to do. Should I get rid of the duplicates or donate the excess? Perhaps. But I chose to decorate my counter with this beautiful planter and keep what I possibly don’t really need. I love how it looks. I love the heart shaped wooden spoons that others have gifted me. 

The same thing came up in my closet a few days ago. I finally got all the laundry done and found clothes that had not been hung up in a while. So now I have more clothes than hangars. Buy more hangars or get rid of some clothes is the question. I did get rid of some clothes and am not planning on buying any more hangars. 

Ronnie B and I have been going through the closets in our spare rooms that have become catch alls. We have been putting items and pictures in piles to give to our kiddos. The truth is that our kids don’t want much of our stuff. So why are we holding onto it? I took what seemed like a car full of extras to the thrift store. Hopefully, someone who has a need not a want will acquire our toss offs. 

I hope to continue ridding out rather than acquiring items for the rest of my life. It took time to go through my mom’s and Mary’s things after they passed. I don’t want to burden my kids with all my stuff. How many trips to Goodwill will they have to make if something happens to me? I want to make it less not more. 

Now don’t get me wrong. I am not getting rid of the things in my home that bring me joy or that I use and desire. But I do have an abundance of stuff that is just clutter. Why do I keep knee braces and when did we get that sixth stapler. To be honest, I can’t remember the last time I used a stapler. Now tweezers I need in every room. Chin hairs are real at my age. But I don’t really need all the wooden spoons that I shoved into my pretty planter. That will be a task for a future date. I did see in my pantry that I have five bottles of catsup. For some reason when I am at the store, I think we don’t have an extra catsup and purchase one more. I guess I need to walk some across the street to Jenn when she gets back from Texas. She does need five bottles of catsup for the amount she uses daily. 

I feel good about all the donations that are now out of my house and out of my way. This is an endless job. And it would be easier if so many darn Amazon boxes didn’t show up at our house way too often. Hmmmmmm. I wonder why they keep delivering to us? 

In Him,

Joyful

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