The last time I have some items are the last time I see them. For instance.................I had some stewing steak........................I know I bought it but I could not find it. I cleaned out the whole fridge and still nothing. I definitely remember putting it into the fridge but its whereabouts..... a mystery.
The answer is that I cleaned the fridge out during the week before and in a moment of madness threw the steak out with the soggy greens, mouldy cheese, and left over left overs from meals dating to pre-history.
I found it in a stinky bag of smelly rubbish..................in the bin.........................in pristine packaging...............sadly never to be cooked and eaten.................. too rotten to even be made into dog food.
One would think I would learn not to dispose of meat in such a cavalier manner. Last year I deposited chicken drum sticks onto the top of the fridge and into a basket full of receipts. I only found them because of the increasing odour that turned out not to be a dead mouse or puppy poo.
I don't restrict myself to losing food but other goodies, more expensive than chicken and steak. I started going to a quilting class and decided to cut out a lot of fabric to be made into cushions. I enthusiastically cut out about fifteen lots of material...................I was on a roll but the cushions never made...........................I threw out everything in the re-cycling bin. For an unknown reason I put the fabric in the recycling basket..............................needless to say.........................the fabric departed along with old papers, cereal packaging, dog and cat tins and so on.
This week I have lost the Red Hat ladies fabric that I planned on making something for my friend. I thought of making her a shopping bag or a cushion. She belongs to a Red Hat Lady group and was so pleased when I showed her the material. The fabric was expensive and not something that can be replaced easily.
I am making a resolution. I will not tidy up. I will not throw things out. If I do have to throw something out I will make sure that I am only throwing out the thing I need to. Perhaps I can get a person to police my out going........................a sort of Sargent at Arms........................ A Rubbish Whisperer.
I do believe I am on a down hill slope......................................slipping bit by bit into senility.
