Lack of Control
The other day I decided to fully move my “pantry” from a cupboard in the kitchen to the coat closet in the entryway. It was the right thing to do, because now I can actually see the canned goods I have and easily get to them.
I get so much joy from opening this closet now. Before it was just a pile of junk and my pots and pans. I have another shelf coming tomorrow so I can finish moving the rest of the canned goods into the closet.
We picked up some more OXO pop canisters because 1) I like the aesthetic and 2) They keep ants out of the food. What I had been doing was using a dry erase marker to note what was in the container and put the expiration date. But now? Now I’ve gone full Pinterest.
The chalkboard labels are so cool. I’m also eyeing new spice jars but haven’t gotten those yet. I may have also purchased a label maker so I could put expiration dates on the bottom of the containers. I saw it on a pantry organization video on YouTube. (Does anyone else watch organization/clean with me videos? I find them weirdly soothing).
I have also started labelling…everything. I do this because it is very helpful and normal. Not because it’s obnoxious and I find it hilarious each time Matt finds a new label and goes “Really?”.
Looking over this, it’s possible I’m coping with 2020 by buying weird stuff. It’s bringing me joy though…so…/shrug.
There has also been more yarn showing up at my house. Not sure how it happened (I bought it).
So pretty! Not a colorway I would have chosen for myself but it came with the monthly yarn club. I have no idea what I’m going to do with it.
I am in love with this yarn. It’s all the colors I love. No idea what I want to do with it other than admire it.