Tonight I was going to write about getting rid of bad habits (like not exercising, for example).
Then I thought I would write about the perils of organization (where kids “clean up” by stashing things).
Then, I thought I might write about the concept of storage in general (Mr. Money Mustache and I totally see eye-to-eye on this one).
Oh sure, eventually I will write about each of those things, but tonight’s post is what some might call a Cautionary Tale.
See, tonight I came across something, as I roamed through the house looking for 5 down items. Tonight I came across something, the sight of which nearly brought tears to my eyes. The waste, people, the waste. I know we’ve all found expired medication (again: another post one of these days) and I know we’ve found expired coupons. I’ve even come across tickets to events I’d missed and that had long outlived their usefulness. But never, until this evening, did I ever come across this nearly incomprehensible example of complete and utterly unadulterated WASTE in my house:
I think we’ve all learned something here today.
Day 24 Scorecard: 120 down, 1705 to go
(actually, I think I did write about kids stashing things because I’ve never lost track of a single solitary chip, let alone an entire Halloween fun-sized treat bag, in my life).