Spring showed not its best face in Vienna. We had so many cold and rainy days that I finished all the indoor cleaning, ironing and other housework, no one would like to do on inviting sunny and warm Spring days with the smell of blossoms in the air. During those spring cleaning sessions I found some random little boxes and somehow it turned into a little photo session with sugar. Confessing that I am a bit of a hoarder will never be the case, because I love clean spaces too much. But when it comes to sugar packages (hmm … and notebooks), that’s another story.
By definition hoarding, is a pattern of behavior that is characterized by excessive acquisition and an inability or unwillingness to discard large quantities of objects that cover the living areas of the home and has been associated with health risks, economic burden, and adverse effects on friends and family members. I promise, we are not that far! When I sorted out all my secret little wooden boxes and metal tins with holiday memories and set down at the living room table to overview what I have collected over the last few years it was not frightening, and it was only one table.
How does that even happen?
Easy described. I love coffee. Black coffee. No milk AND no sugar. Any guesses? Yes! I can’t leave the sugar package next to the coffee. So I put it in my handbag. Because, honestly, did you ever drop any liquid on a sugar package? Ugh, what a messy thing.
Once in my handbag, naturally the sweet paper lands in my home, and there I have a look at this sweet sound of sugar bumping on thin paper. I don’t sweeten with white sugar in my kitchen, but I liked my coffee at that place, and so I don’t throw the package away. Instead I put it in a nice bowl and overtime I walk by I remember the good time I had, when I was sipping my coffee here and there …
Same last weekend. I sorted the packages by Vienna and holidays. And: I threw the packages away, where I had more than one!! Tatataaaa – See, no real hoarding disorder. The camera was not far away and so I took some pics and thought of coffebreaks.
photo session with sugar
Do you collect things that usually mean nothing to other people? Let me know. I’d love to hear your story.