I finally did it. I put my spices into order. Not alphabetical order but my kind of order. This has been a job that I have wanted to do for a while. I wanted to get the spices off the kitchen bench, remove clutter and have them all in one spot.
Red dots, hot spices, green dots, green leaves, yellow dots, spices for tea drinking in a hurry. No dot, look for yourself, you are on your own.
I cut up board to make the rows even and so they won’t go flying into groups on their own on opening.
Now I could stare at it all day and like a five-year-old, open and close the drawer till the novelty wears off. I’m scared that it won’t. Or I could have even more fun getting the rest of the kitchen sorted. And in the meantime make some wonderful food in between opening and closing the drawers.
Open, shut, open, shut,….
Now is that anal retentive or is it a new compulsive ritual in the making?
Or just pure and simple joy?
I’m going with the later.