I walked into my closet with the goal of decluttering just a little more. My goal is to remove just a little clutter every day. It’s like dieting, a pound here, a pound there, and pretty soon, you reach your goal. And if you don’t reach your goal, at least you have made inroads.
I stood at the edge of the closet and looked up at the full shelf, mentally calculating what could be moved without causing a small avalanche. I saw a brown paper grocery sack and reached for it first. I was imagining some papers had been hastily thrown into the sack, and then tossed on top of the shelf to be dealt with later.
I was not prepared for what was actually in the bag. I unfolded the top of the paper sack and took a look.
Ghiradelli chocolates. 6 bags of Ghirardelli chocolates. Some of the bags were opened, some werestill sealed.
I don’t remember when I put them there. I do remember putting them up high in case we accidently left the door to the closet open, so the dogs couldn’t get them. I think I bought them for Christmas one year — but I don’t remember which year. A taste test proved it couldn’t have been too long ago — the sea salt caramel squares were still just as good as ever.
I am amazed that I didn’t sneak back to the bag to eat the chocolates. Maybe that was my plan, but I must have gotten busy and forgot. I should tell my WW leader! That is a non-scale victory, if there ever was one.
I took the chocolates to the dining room and emptied the bags into the crystal bowl that sits on the table. The chocolates are now for everyone to share, instead of being hidden away.
I look at them as a reminder to share sweetness. I hid the chocolates for reasons I can’t remember. But now they are something for the family to share and enjoy. And it is making me happy to share.