See this?
This Pangea of plastic is the pride of our kitchen. Well, maybe not. But we’re awfully proud of this drawer.
A year or so ago, we went out and bought a “nice” set of plastic (is there such a thing?). We trashed lids with no mates and scrapped the stuff that was stained. We slimmed down. Everything fit. It looked, well, perfect. To my slightly OCD mind, when I opened the drawer, I saw order and peace and calm.
A year later, we’ve grown. We’ve had to make room for new stuff. Sometimes it doesn’t look like what we had. Sometimes it doesn’t even look like what we were expecting to have. But it’s here and we like it. We just change our configurations to accommodate. We are flexible and as much as we hate to admit it, transparent to a degree. It’s new for us, but we are learning and we love it.
Just like life.