Holiday induced hoarding relapse.
Waaaaaaay back on day 7 of my sell-off-everything-I-own-to-go-live-in-an-RV extravaganza, I came across an Elmo cake pan that made me cry. Remember that?
I am seriously attached to my bakeware. I use it to create memories…traditions…special things for special days. I am a sucker for specialty holiday things…cupcake tins, cookie cutters, etc. The things that take up massive amounts of cabinet space for only one day (or, one week if you stretch it out like me…) of use. When my friend came over to help me sort through everything (thanks Miss L!!!) she asked me if I ran a bakery out of my house, I had so. much. baking. stuff!
I sold everything I owned. All the cupcake molds, all the cake tins, the entire collection of food colorings and icing bag tips. Until now, I really haven’t missed anything. But until now, there hasn’t been a big holiday going on. I was still deep in the pit of despair (aka, packing my old house) when Valentine’s Day rolled around. But now there are TWO holidays coming up…St. Patrick’s Day and Easter. And you know what that means. It means the stores are full of shelves that look like this:
and this:
Do you see all the pastel colored cookie cutters in spring shapes?! And cute aprons?! Sugar sprinkles!!! The holidays have exploded all over store shelves, and I’m almost powerless to resist it.
Almost, except I’m living in an RV with only two drawers in the kitchen. The sheer impossibility of fitting anything else into our 30 foot long living space is the only thing stopping me from buying *just one* holiday bakery thing. Perhaps that’s why the universe set everything up this way. I thought I was cured from hoarding by having to purge myself of it all…but apparently I still have twinges left. The RV is keeping me on the straight and uncommercialized narrow.
The St. Patricks Day leprechaun will still come to visit, he’ll turn all the food green (milk, sour cream, yogurt, ranch dressing, etc…) and leave a box of Lucky Charms. I love that tricksy little guy!!!
The easter bunny will be tougher to figure out, I’m thinking no new baskets, no piles of candy and toys. Maybe some deviled eggs (edible = nothing left over to store!) and cadbury eggs? That’s gonna be tough. I love eastertime commercialism! The universe it putting me through a very rigorous rehab program in this RV!
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two years ago, I blogged about St. Patrick’s Day but got sidetracked by my love of Kevin Garnett, you can read it here.
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