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For many years, I've been using the same old set of white plastic measuring cups. The measurements are marked on the handles in raised letters, white on white, and somehow they've gotten harder to read over the years. It's weird, because the cups are discolored enough that there's now a little color contrast when there used to be none at all. But my eyes have deteriorated enough that I find myself confusing the 1/3 and the 1/2 cup measures. Then I have to re-calculate the proportions in the middle, which means extra spoons. (Literally. And dishwashing. And feeling like an idiot.)

So, finally, I bought nice new measuring cups this winter! I saved them for Passover, thinking I would carefully clean my kitchen and change over all the dishes and bake nice things that would be kosher for Passover*. And then after the holiday, I could use them for regular flour and such. (Let next Passover worry about itself.) As it happened, last week I didn't feel like baking anything more complicated than a potato, which does not require measuring cups.

This morning I rearranged my kitchen to the configuration it has 51 weeks a year, with the Passover dishes in the cabinet I can't reach. I put the new measuring cups in the drawer by the sink, and looked at the old measuring cups. Should I throw them away? Maybe I should keep them. Sometimes it's useful to have 2 measuring cups the same size and use one for wet and one for dry. But the old ones are hard for me to use, which means they don't work very well. But it's not like they really don't work. I can use them for backup if I need to...

This, THIS, is why my apartment is so cluttered. This, in a nutshell (or at least nested in a measuring cup), is why I can't get rid of anything. It worries me.



*The rigor of my kitchen-cleaning and dishes-changing varies from year to year. This year was very sloppy. Oh well. Nobody who cares eats from my kitchen during Passover.

Date: 2020-04-17 05:45 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] anne
Same! I had a burst of terror after cleaning out Parenthome, and I managed to take a lot of stuff to the thrift store. (But what if I need it? A different and therefore interesting terror!) (No, I'm not completely convinced either. But it's a start.)

Date: 2020-04-17 11:47 pm (UTC)
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I have five shopping bags full. It's awful. But I took a couple of tees out and I'm cutting them in strips for mask ties, so I guess it's not all bad.

Date: 2020-04-18 11:27 pm (UTC)
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The thrift store is an excellent plan, because you're not wasting the thing, you're sharing the thing, and that can be much easier to deal with.

Date: 2020-04-19 02:10 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] anne
In my case, it's a very old habit, because my church runs the biggest one in my home town. (The First Methodists do the estate sales.)

We won't go into how I found stuff at Parenthome that I know perfectly well I told my mom to donate. It got there eventually, that's what counts, and now it's even vintage as opposed to just old!

Date: 2020-04-19 12:13 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] anne
❤️ it's so hard!

Date: 2020-04-19 12:15 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] anne
I have a car and two functional, if weak, arms. If the dishes are in smallish boxes I can lift them.

Date: 2020-04-19 05:16 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] anne
Craigslist? Idk. You have some time to think about it, I guess. :-/

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