Tag: minimalist challenge

Minimalist Challenge, Spicy Day 20

Day 20 is brought to you by spices! All 20 of these spices expired ages ago. Some as far back as 2015!

At least three of the jars pictured above contain sage. I use sage once or twice a year to season the cornbread dressing that serves as a staple of our holiday meals. Every year I purchase a new container of sage, using perhaps two or three tablespoons for the recipe. So these expired containers were practically full. What a waste, but dressing without sage is blah fare, indeed.

On the plus side, I just opened up a big space in my spice cabinet!

Peace, people!

Minimalist Challenge, Day 19

Nineteen items from the bathroom. Expired, unused, abandoned, but not discarded until today. Farewell to one and all.

The cosmetics bag has some goopy substance inside that won’t wash out, and the zipper no longer works.

The toothpaste belonged to my dad who passed away more than a decade ago. Was I keeping it for sentimental reasons? Who does that?

I’d kept the container to store stuff in. But I’m getting rid of stuff; therefore, there’s no need to keep a container in which to store said stuff.

The rest of the stuff is just stuff.

Peace, people.

Minimalist Challenge, Day 18

No rhyme or reason to today’s purge, just 18 pieces of clutter. Oh, some were useful once upon a time, but the coupons expired last year and the night lights lost their ability to repel the darkness many moons ago.

The cat toys are all ones that never were played with. The only toys our cats, Patches and Scout, like are catnip stuffed mice and a stick with fluffy feathers on it. I tried to get them interested in chasing the tennis ball, but they gave me a look that clearly said, “Mom, we aren’t golden retrievers.”

I’ll recycle the phone book and the other paper items, but I’m afraid the remainder of today’s stash is going to the dumpster. Unless someone needs a monkey bank. I’ll send it if you think it’ll make all your dreams come true. No money is included.

Minimalist Challenge, Day 17

You’re going to have to trust me that there are 17 items pictured for Day 17, plus four more to offset the motorcycle I bought yesterday. Within thirty seconds of my placing this collection of stickers and cards, receipts and brochures on the dining room floor I had a great deal of assistance from the felines who reside at Doright Manor.

Not only did they help me spread the items out, but they then proceeded to guard them from further interference. So, while all this detritus (with the exception of the cats) will go into the recycling bin, disposal will have to wait until Scout and Patches say it’s okay.

Peace, people.

Minimalist Challenge, Day 16

Just call me the Queen of Sample Sizes as today I toss 16 items that I must have purchased for travel and then never used more than once, or used completely and then never removed from my travel bag.

Note the clever arrangement of said items into the number 16. Surely I deserve bonus points for the artwork.

To close today’s post, here’s an appropriate tune from my teen years. I do so love this song, and once made up an interpretive dance to accompany it that perhaps only two people have ever seen. It was that rare.

https://g.co/kgs/SSdLmT

Minimalist Challenge, Day 15

Today’s offering is a veritable potpourri of products, from a magazine we have no recollection of subscribing to right down to a tiny little detached brush that fits nothing I own.

I give you the misfits. Also known as junk. But count them and you should arrive at 15 items for my fifteenth day.

Neither Studly Doright nor I smoke cigars; nevertheless, we keep receiving the magazine Cigar Aficionado. Would someone like to confess buying this for us?

Curious about the running total? Let’s see:

1+2+3+4+5+6+7+8+9+10+11+12+13+14+15=130, I think. I ran out of fingers and toes after day six. The administrator of the challenge on Facebook just asked who’s in for March. I might be, but I promise not to drag my readers along for another month.

Peace, people!

Minimalist Challenge, Day 14

February 14 marks the midway point in the Minimalist Challenge. It also happens to be Valentine’s Day, so I thought it appropriate to arrange my 14 purged items in the shape of a heart.

Roughly, in the shape of a heart, that is.

And perhaps it’s appropriate that all of today’s items were purchased to enhance my physical attractiveness. Some worked to varying degrees; others did not.

What isn’t appropriate is that most of these containers are completely empty, and those that aren’t empty have been gathering dust in a bathroom drawer for many months, perhaps even years. It was time to say adieu.

On a side note, I was selected to serve on the jury for a trial slated to begin on Thursday. Hopefully it will be a matter quickly settled, but due process is important. If you don’t hear from me for a day or two, you know where I’ll be. Might need bail money….

Peace, people!

Minimalist Challenge, Day 13

Selected for purging today are twelve tops and one skirt, none of which have have been worn in more than a year. Some of these have been worn so rarely that they appear brand new.

Which begs the question, what was I thinking when I bought them in the first place? The two white T-shirts are a bit too tight across my chest. The striped top made me look like I was auditioning for a Where’s Waldo film, while the peach, apricot, and green tops gave my skin the respective hues of peach, apricot, and green. Not a good look.

And what’s with all the horizontal stripes? Maybe I was a zebra, or a referee in a past life. I’m betting on the zebra option. All of the above soon will be appearing at a Goodwill in Tallahassee.

Peace, people!

Minimalist Challenge, Day 12

Shades of Joan Crawford! No more wire hangers! Okay, I still have roughly two dozen more, but I might need to beat someone sometime.

Don’t recall the Mommy Dearest reference? Let me refresh your memory:

https://youtu.be/XOILKHmZBwc

Tomorrow is day 13, and I need to come up with something spectacular. Any suggestions? Everything except Studly Doright and the cats are expendable. And maybe my Star Wars collection. And my handbags. And boots….

Peace, people!

Minimalist Challenge, Day 11

Underneath my bathroom sink, tucked inside the cabinet lurked these empty and almost empty containers. A couple of the products still are roughly half full, but I found they didn’t agree with my somewhat sensitive skin. And still I kept them around.

Did I think my skin would miraculously change one morning and I’d cry, “Free at last” whilst drenching myself in the luxury of their scents. After 61 years of dealing with sensitive skin issues I should’ve known better.

Those ten items are going into the shopping bag behind them and then the whole shebang is going into the trash, thus fulfilling the requirements for day 11.

Peace, people!