I took Jamesie to the doctor this morning and he has a virus. Of course. I'm so bummed and I feel so guilty for exposing him to a germy place.
So anyways...we have been taking it pretty easy around here.
As I was cleaning out the cabinets today, I turned around and saw that James had learned a new trick while I wasn't watching.
Climbing.
One he was very proud of until he got caught.
Why was I cleaning out the cabinets, you ask. Because they are coming to bug spray in the morning and told me I had to have all of the cabinets cleared out. So not fun. This is the kind of thing that stresses me out and makes me all squirmy and anxious.
But I made a discovery. A discovery that has imposed some much needed self-reflection on my part.
I have too many spices.
This entire bag is full of spices. That is a little bit ridiculous.
I have a spice fetish. I need an intervention.
Several years ago Jenniffer helped me pack to move to a new apartment. She packed up my kitchen. And while doing that she discovered my spice addiction. She did what any good friend would do when faced with a friend's ruthless dependency. She threw out all of the unnecessary spices and left me with the bare minimum. I knew she was right but it was still hard.
I would say I've more than made up for the loss.
I need an intervention.
So anyways...we have been taking it pretty easy around here.
As I was cleaning out the cabinets today, I turned around and saw that James had learned a new trick while I wasn't watching.
Climbing.

One he was very proud of until he got caught.

Why was I cleaning out the cabinets, you ask. Because they are coming to bug spray in the morning and told me I had to have all of the cabinets cleared out. So not fun. This is the kind of thing that stresses me out and makes me all squirmy and anxious.
But I made a discovery. A discovery that has imposed some much needed self-reflection on my part.
I have too many spices.

I have a spice fetish. I need an intervention.
Several years ago Jenniffer helped me pack to move to a new apartment. She packed up my kitchen. And while doing that she discovered my spice addiction. She did what any good friend would do when faced with a friend's ruthless dependency. She threw out all of the unnecessary spices and left me with the bare minimum. I knew she was right but it was still hard.
I would say I've more than made up for the loss.
I need an intervention.
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Hehe. I love spices too! I don't think you have too many. Just throw them out yearly...they lose their potency after awhile. It's better to buy the little tiny jars if you don't use them much. I have big canisters of parsley, kosher salt, cayenne...and then i have tiny canisters of allspice berries, whole cloves, dill seed, etc. Most things are medium size jars. I probably need to do a purge soon. I know my ground sage has lost its snuff! ;)