Every spring, I get that bug. You know – the one that makes you want to simultaneously send everything but the clothes on your back to the thrift shop…while at the same time buying all new furnishings from someplace schmancy. Like Pottery Barn.
*drool*
Like I said. Totally nonsensical.
So, I appease my inner bugs by rearranging things. These shelves used to hold an assortment of brown and tan glasses and mugs, plus a few tins full of tea. It was a cute idea – a beverage bar! – but it looked so very blah. All that tan, beige, brown and black. And nothing was EVER used.
Then one day, when my mother in law was visiting, I overheard her joking with my father in law (as she strained to pull some Chinese serving dishes down from the top shelf in my cupboard), “When we move to town, our daughter in law is going to have to put the Chinese dishes down where they can be used on a regular basis! haha.”
And I realized…I have 18 cupboards in this kitchen. Why on earth CAN’T I put things like serving dishes down where they can be reached??! (Anything to encourage my MIL to do as much cooking as possible. She’s that good, y’all. Just that good.) And so I did.
It’s silly that such a little change could make me so happy, but it’s so nice to just hop over to this set of shelves each night and pull out pretty serving dishes. And you know what they say – when mama’s happy, EVERYONE is happy.
Or something like that.
