1)
Confidence and Grandiosity: My containers match!
They are new! I have a container zone and a lid zone. Any items
that do not speak to me with their usefulness and beauty will land on the donation
pile. The streamlined organization I now see reflects the order and contentment
of my life. There is nothing I can’t do! I will savor my time with them, and
keep them in their unsullied state. Jaunty shelf liner adds to my general
awesomeness!
2)
Enjoyment: As I drift to sleep this first night, I know I have a
kick-ass cabinet full of containers to meet all of my food storage needs. Bonus
points: Pretty Colors! Extra Extra Credit: Labels!
3) Reality, Confusion, and
Bargaining: So maybe I don’t have time to stack the bottoms in concentric
circles every time. Sure, I throw them in, slam the door, and hope for the best,
but every container has a mate. Of this I am sure. Gah! Lids have started rolling to
the black hole in the back. Perhaps I must adjust my plan. I PROMISE to store each
container with its lid on. Sure it takes up more space, but never again shall
they part.
4) Denial: I do not recognize anything
in this cabinet! Are kids stealing my stuff? Who has replaced my beautiful containers
with one corn nib, a kit for making homemade popsicles, a sesame noodles
container from Whole Foods, and a black Lean Cuisine tray? This is NOT MY CABINET.
THIS IS NOT A THING OF BEAUTY! All I want to do is put my crappy food away, so
it can be rejected again tomorrow.
5) Despair: If one more plastic thing falls on me when I
open this door, I will torch this crap. You say the fumes are bad for me?
Whatevs.
6) Acceptance: Today the dishwasher
melted my last perfectly sized container. The only ones left will hold either a
full-sized lasagna or a grape. All matchmaking attempts have failed and my unpartnered
pile has grown in size but shrunk in usefulness. I will breathe through my frustration. I will acknowledge that organized storage containers are not part of my life. That Nothing Gold can Stay. I will use tin foil as a cover. And perhaps someday soon, I will dream of the future and Google plastic-ware with attached lids.
