Last year when my doctor ordered a bone density scan, I was afraid they might come back with a report that my bones were completely textbook parsimonious. My late husband was such a generous and giving soul. He didn't have a parsimonious bone in his body. In fact I think that's what pushed me in the direction of pinny-pinching and saving - or maybe it was my parent,s who had grown up in the depression when everything was precious and to be saved, reused, or re-purposed. If that weren't bad enough, my father was Scots and my mother was French and well, you know
their reputation.
Yesterday when I was re-potting some paperwhites I'm forcing for Christmas, I got out a zippy bag of glass pebbles to put around them. I started to put the baggy back in the cupboard, and I thought, "Whoa, it's only a zippy, you don't need to clutter up a shelf with something you
may will never need again." It made me think of all the little bits and bobs I have stored for years - "just in case I need them". What foolishness. Maybe that makes me a Jr. Hoarder. I don't know, but I think it is time to stop this silliness.
So, dear bloggers, my question to you is, do you save every little thing or do you discard easily?
