I organize stuff one drawer at a time. One drawer, one corner, one cubbyhole. Kicked. Defeated. Evil Clutter has met its doom.
I’ve spent the week packing for a week vacation that isn’t for a week.
I have lists of what’s where and who’s on first and where the (bleeeep) is the underwater housing and the dive belt and the weights, even though I am only (hopefully) going to find enough clear water in a four foot deep bay to snorkel.
Meanwhile, back in the kitchen…
WHAT THE BLEEEEP IS THIS CRAP IN THIS DRAWER?!?!? AND WHY DO I HAVE FIVE THOUSAND PLASTIC FORKS?!?!?
They breed, I’m pretty sure.
“Elegant soup spoons”… note use of word “crystal” to make it sound awesome and important.
Basically, we use too much plastic. There are a dozen spoons in there labelled “Wendy’s”. I don’t know when the last time was I got a (what are those insanely yummy chocolate smoothie things called again????) thing there.
I started to pull out enough stuff to carry camping and kayaking (you can stuff the dirty ones in a bag until you can wash and reuse them)… with the idea of recycling the rest. Do they even recycle this stuff????
I finally gave up, pulled out the ones useful as actual dining ware, and made a nice bouquet of the others to use as sculpting tools and paint stirrers.
Some sources indicate that plastic, whether BPA free or not, is just a bad idea…