"Clutter-clearing is modern-day alchemy." -- Denise Linn
Okay, that does it! Enough is enough. Not one more ounce of lotion, potion, or notion of an ointment, crème rinse, body softener, exfoliator, oil, pomade, gel, shampoo, product or preparation is coming into my home until the collection that’s all ready here gets used up or thrown out.
I’m not especially good as knowing when to say when, but when my larger-than-it-has-any-busy-being boudoir is bursting at the seams, it’s time to surrender.
To be sure, I’m a marketing exec’s fantasy. I’ll try anything. I try everything. I’m a sucker for the latest, greatest, promises to heal, clear, clean, remove or polish. My last expenditure did it for me – an overpriced, spritz-on, “you’ve got to have this” goo my last hair stylist conned me into: the ten miracle leave-in product. Come on, admit it, you’d have bought it for the name alone! It was supposed to do it all; control frizz, add shine, create silkiness, balance my checkbook, whittle my waist, and six other things.
All it did was gum up my curling iron.
See? That’s why I’ve got a hundred different bottles, tubes, and jars of almost full beauty product. I try them once, they don’t work for me, and I feel guilty throwing them out. I guess I don’t want to hurt their feelings. Or maybe it’s the guilt for wasting the money, guilty for being so gullible, guilty because someone, somewhere could probably really use it so I can’t just toss it in the garbage.
Well there’s no more room in my cabinets for the guilt or the products so I’m going to use them or lose them and then see if I can’t go back to the basics. In the meantime, I just need to find something to clean my curling iron…