One of the good(?) things about moving is the panic-induced state forces me to purge things like crazy. I’m trying to dedicate some time this week to purging extra items I no longer see a use for. I have some wine and liquor I will never use. People love to give me wine or liquor as a gift. While I appreciate the sentiment, I don’t like wine, and I’m too lazy to mix my own drinks. So basically the booze just takes up valuable counter space until I can find a chance to give it away, or forget about it entirely. So picture it, my kitchen yesterday in the early evening.I’m dumping bottles of liquor down the drain. I finally get to a bottle of white wine my cousin gave me 2 years ago. I don’t know much about wine, I know you can age it. But frankly, it’s been sitting in my kitchen for two years, clearly I’m not going to ever use it. I had grand plans of making sangria, but that never happened. I do actually like sangria, mostly because the wine flavor is hidden.
So, after I was finished dumping liquor I got to the wine. Apparently it’s one of those nice wines that has a cork. I just realized I don’t actually OWN a wine cork. I thought I did, but no. I mean, Andy and I aren’t wine drinkers, so that is why we went 5 years living together without a cork screw. But I thought I at least had a courtesy one for guests? I’m a bad non-hostess! Just to clarify, Andy and I do drink. But we’re beer people. While I do like sangria and mixed drinks, I leave those to the experts at a pub to mix up for me. ANYWAY, I thought maybe using a steak knife would help me open the wine bottle. Not really. All I managed to do was chip away at the cork. I didn’t care, as I wasn’t going to drink it. But I got to the point where the cork was free and plopped directly into the bottle of wine. I splashed wine all over my face and counter! UGH.
After I was done dumping booze and making my kitchen smell like Barney Gumble threw up everywhere, I started clearing out the bedrooms. I dumped a huge contractor bag of stuff. Plus 2 bags of clothes and shoes to donate. I still want to donate more clothes, but I was too tired to finish digging around. This morning I dropped the donations off at a Planet Aid donation box. See guys, I’m helping the planet by de-hoarding! hahaha. It just stinks I still have to look for things to donate in the other rooms. I also have to start packing soon, yikes.