It plagues me sometimes

My need to keep everything neat and tidy and organized. Once I get it in my head that some part of my home needs to be tidied and organized, no matter how neat and tidy it might already be, off I go…

Last week we had to toss a loaf of bread because my husband has just jammed it in the freezer any-which-way and when he opened the door it fell out, and since the thin paper wrapping was frozen it just splintered and bread went flying all over the place.

That did it! I needed someway to organize the freezer. Bins! Wire mesh freezer bins. Which, quite frankly look exactly like any other wire mesh bins. I have a small one on my kitchen counter for salt/pepper/olive oil.

And that’s another thing, I love boxes, trays, bins – just about everything is neatly corralled in something else. I have pretty trays made of ceramic, hammered aluminum, brass. I have have boxes which most people might think are decorative tchotkes but they all are containers for other things. Some folks have junk drawers, I have junk boxes. Plunk me down in a flea market and I will find the booth with the boxes – pretty wooden boxes are a favorite. I had a beautiful stained glass box which has somehow disappeared and I used to keep my jewelry in lots of small pretty boxes (now I have a jewelry armoire – fancy, fancy – it needs to go, along with the jewelry in it. That’s my next project.)

I like putting things into other things. It borders on an obsession. And lately I’ve been wondering why. I’ve always been this way. My thinking is it is a control issue. So much in my life has been beyond my control that I guess even as a kid I found a way to control what I could. And that was organizing everything and putting it in – boxes.

I am not a knick-knack person. Those that I have are on my bookshelves and I did a major clean-up there some months ago – there are only a few boxes there now, I got rid of a bunch, just tossed them. Some were gifts, some I bought, the only ones left I have an irrational attachment to and they aren’t even the prettiest.

Last Thursday my freezer bins came late in the afternoon and I spent Thursday night cleaning the entire fridge and organizing the freezer. I was so excited. My husband said “It doesn’t take much to get you going does it? Please! New bins to organize things – Joy!

This is what my freezer looks like now – It’s a small freezer, but there is still plenty of room for more stuff.

When I re-did the kitchen I bought trays to keep all the assorted cutlery organized –
There’s that tray on the left – I’ve got those in other kitchen drawers, on the counter to hold the vitamins and meds, and that is next to the bread box (you know I have a bread box) –

I just bought a bunch more of those grey trays to use in my dresser – perfect size for socks, scarves (I have a lot of scarves), gloves – I did take some photos but really do you need to see them?

The top of my dresser has this really pretty tray, ’cause I love my trays –

I suppose if you have to have an obsession with controlling your environment , this isn’t the worst one to have. As my father always said “A place for everything, and everything in its place”  OK, so maybe it’s genetic.

Oh, and yes, there is a song. “I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in…” – that line has been running in my head for days.