I’d entitle this “Kitchen re-organization” except that our kitchen was never organized to begin with. When E moved in 7 years ago, we never really dealt with the fact that we were combining 2 households of stuff into 1 small kitchen, and just crammed her stuff wherever it would fit.
But last night we went on a cleaning binge that lasted until midnight. It’s a long story that started weeks ago with microwave envy, progressed to annoyance with maneuvering laundry around a microwave cart to get to the laundry line outside, included an interlude of waiting for a replacement part for a new narrow pantry cupboard, but did not include me remembering to take a “before” picture. Oh well. Anyway, our cleaning binge was our effort to (finally!) weed out unnecessary pots, pans, utensils, dishes, etc so that our remaining stuff could be neatly organized into a more compact space, rather than randomly spewing all over shelves and blocking easy access to the doorway.
Among the items we found and discarded or composted or put in the recycling bin:
— dog biscuits left over from my mother’s dog, who died at least 10 years ago
— a plastic spoon that came in a cereal box and used to light up if you pushed a button
— clam shells left over from the stuffed clams my mother brought as an appetizer to Thanksgiving at least 3 years ago
— the thermos M used for his lunches in preschool which has a permanent bad-milk smell
— a plastic popsicle mold
— a giant glass lid that doesn’t fit any pot we own
Among the items we will be donating to a local place that helps low-income folks furnish their homes:
— several glass baking dishes
— a complete set of flatware
— a set of 4 very large steak knives plus assorted other knives
— a small food chopper
— a large pot that I used once a year to cook lasagna noodles; we now own an oval pot with a strainer integrated in the lid that works much better and let us ditch our broken colander
— several drinking glasses which used to belong to my grandparents, which I never use, and which I’ve always thought were rather ugly
— the microwave cart
Among the items to go in the local donate-to-your-animal shelter bin:
— plastic bowl also left over from my mother’s long-dead dog
— huge metal water bowls
— a cat-grooming tool that would probably be much better for a long-haired cat than it was on our short-haired cat
Items taken by M for use in his college dorm room:
— small plastic cup that he used as a drinking glass all the time when he was little, and can now use when brushing his teeth
— large glass with logo of a brewing company that he thought looked pretty cool
Most inscrutable item we dealt with:
E pulled out a metal gizmo. She said it wasn’t hers ; I said it wasn’t mine; and neither of us knew whether it was a garlic press or an ice crusher. She got out an ice cube, tried to crush it, and broke the gizmo. Into the metal recycling bin it went.
We’ve still got a little more to go through, but the goal by Saturday morning is to haul the useable kitchen items off to the charity, then swing by the dump and pet donation places to get rid of the rest. Whew!