Generally speaking, clutter freaks me the heck out.
That’s why my kitchen counters look like this – minus the flowers right now.
It was just too much. 😉
By and large, that is true. But just to keep things interesting, I have an exception to the no-clutter rule.
It started back in college when I went on a Jan Term trip to England and Scotland. I think it was the first and only time I packed light since everything I needed had to fit in one large backpack.
That left me with a conundrum of what to bring home? I could have gone the classy route with shot glasses. Too predictable. Instead, I chose to pick up a couple of decks of cards. One from Sherwood Forest and one with the map of London’s Tube.
The cards were practical, useable and a commemorative souvenir of my trip overseas.
Occasionally, someone will bring me a deck of cards from their travels. That’s always fun!
Were I to start over with this collection, the only thing I would do different is put the date of our visit somewhere on the cards. The ol’ brain is not what it used to be.
Surprisingly, even with having this basket at the eye level of babies and toddlers, we’ve played 52-card pick-up only a handful of times. Knock on wood.
What I like most about this collection is that it can be used and enjoyed. Ironically, we don’t play many cards games in this household. So, um, there’s that.
If I was to collect anything else (besides shoes and nail polish), I’d collect world globes. Whenever I see a grouping of world globes in someone’s home they always look so bright and happy.