I was watching one of those decluttering shows on YouTube when the hostess finally snapped and announced, “Come on, ladies. No one needs fourteen coffee cups.”
Well. I felt personally attacked, even though she was not entirely wrong.
Living in an apartment has changed the way I think about “stuff.” In a house, extra things disappear into closets, guest rooms, garages, or what I call the “I Might Need This Someday Witness Protection Program.”
Apartments are less forgiving. Every object has to earn its valuable square footage.
I happen to love white space around me. Too much clutter makes my brain feel squeezed. So I try to keep my decorating under control. My seasonal displays are mostly limited to one medium-sized bookshelf, with occasional overflow onto the kitchen counter if things get especially festive.

This system works beautifully until I walk into a thrift store. Suddenly, I become a woman who absolutely needs a lava lamp at age 76. Or a giant painting I have nowhere to hang. Or another Starbucks mug.
Now, in my defense, Starbucks cups are the perfect size and weight. Some people collect fine china. I collect emotionally supportive beverage containers.
I tell myself this is not clutter. It is just rotating joy. Still, the YouTube lady may have a point. If I buy one more coffee cup, somebody in this apartment may have to move out. Probably me.
More later ...




I don't drink coffee, I'm a hot water girl. Boring, I know...but that feeling when you walk into a thrift store and you suddenly NEED everything. Yes, I can relate. I also love your line...it's just rotating joy. Fabulous! You just made me feel better about my own witness protection pile in the basement. ❤️
ReplyDeleteOH your You Tube ladies would love me, I drink a LOT of coffee. I'm not a thrift store girl. I have a sister who is and she used to drag me to all these places. It's not for me but that sure hasn't stopped all these things getting into my house somehow Barbara.
ReplyDeleteI am part of the Witness Protection Program for having too much of just about anything I Collect... including, but not limited to, my Starbucks Coffee Mugs and Tumblers. This Post could have been written by me, so I sympathize about how hard it is to resist such impulses when one goes Chazza Shopping and sees ONE MORE. *Winks*
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