Now that life has slowed from a sprint to a steady run, I have been using the extra time to do some much needed house cleaning. I always feel much more equipped to tackle the challenges ahead when everything is in order. Or, I am just procrastinating by cleaning rather than the work I should really be doing. Either way it is nice to have a clean house.
Amidst my top-to-bottom scrubbing and total reorganization I made a startling observation. I think I am a hoarder.

How else would you explain the stockpiles of cardboard, glass jars, yogurt containers and 112 egg cartons? Apparently we eat a lot of eggs.
Clearly I have issues throwing things away.
But that is only because they cannot be recycled, will not be recycled and I hate waste.
So I hold on to them. Clogging my house rather than the landfill.
Just about the time I am ready to call the hoarders’ hotline, I find a use for some of that garbage.

The piles of cardboard and newspaper make for an easy weed-free, no-dig garden through sheet mulching.

Yogurt containers and solo cups are transformed into trophy centerpieces for a sports banquet.

Empty spaghetti sauce jars are perfect vases when you need a lot of centerpieces on a budget.

And scrap paper can be repurposed into floral centerpieces when you have no budget.
Sometimes, when the mountain of crap becomes overwhelming, I just want to pitch it all and have nice clean shelves again. But as I hover the item over the trash bin or recycling receptacle, I stop and think… I just might be able to reuse this some day.
And that is how I end up with 112 egg cartons.

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