I think that at one time in my life, I was without a box that I needed.
It must have been something traumatic for me, because ever since I can remember, I have this weird type of obsession for boxes. No matter how hard I try, I can’t for the life of me think of what started my enthusiasm for boxes. All I know is that when I see a box I like (or may later need), I more likely than not will ‘adopt’ it. I guess we all have our thing.
Maybe it goes hand-in-hand with my organizational therapy. It certainly is an integral part of that equation. In my desire to keep my busy life organized and at least keep order in what I can control around me, having just the right box or container to fit the job is something that is not only a desirable element, but an essential one as well. But my organizational skills will be another blog post altogether. Today I’ll focus on the parts, and not the whole.
So the other day when my significant other was downstairs in his man-cave doing some of his own organizing (it is one of our most basic common bonds) and he called up to me, “Do you want these extra boxes I have for anything of yours?” I was immediately intrigued.
I dropped what I was doing and scuttled down the stairs to see what he was offering. When I arrived at his work table, my jaw dropped and I looked in awe at the eye candy that was on it. It was my version of a Box Utopia. I could swear I heard a choir of angels singing from the rafters.
Not noticing this reaction, he began what I will call ‘selling’ the boxes to me: “You can use them for . . . (blah, blah, blah) . . . ”
I heard nothing. The eye candy sitting on the workbench was all my brain could process at the moment. There were countless little boxes sitting all lined up, and not only were they BOXES, but they were COLORFUL boxes to boot! (My other obsession is COLOR. My mind was racing with ideas as to how I was going to utilize these pretty little babies! I was in box heaven!)
“. . . (Blah, blah, blah . . . ) Or if you don’t want them, I can sell them on Facebook Marketplace.”
I was brought back to reality when he spoke the word “sell”.
“No.” , I said. “I will find something to do with them.”
“Do you really need them?”, he asked. “Don’t you have enough boxes?”
I just looked at him with unbelieving eyes. What was this cruel game he was playing? Why would he show me these adorable boxes and then try to talk me out of taking them? Was the world really that heartless? I was like a junkie looking for a fix at that point. Five minutes earlier, I didn’t have a box care in the world. I was happy with my boxes and organized life and felt complete. But now – I suddenly NEEDED these little boxes. I hadn’t decided yet for what, but the fog was slowly lifting and I was beginning to figure out how I would use them best. I couldn’t let them go. I couldn’t let Keith sell them for a small pittance. Now that I have seen them, I knew I not only wanted them, but needed them. The seed was planted in my head and there was no way to un-plant it. It was destiny.
We went back and forth in a short conversation as to whether I would take these off his hands or not. There was part of me that didn’t feel right keeping them when I didn’t have a specific use planned for them. But I knew that I would be thinking about them from this point on. I tried so hard to restrain from keeping them. I even initially told him to list them on the Marketplace, and walked back upstairs feeling that I overcame the beast and won. I was able to hold my head up high and feel that I was in control. I was not owned by my addiction, but rather I was the victor over it.
But then I had an idea . . .
I thought of a use for them. This was about an hour later after Keith already listed them online. Me celebratory victory haze that I was in was short-lived, as once I had the idea, I know that the game was up. I asked Keith if they had sold yet and they had not. (How could that be after an entire HOUR?? They were SO cute!) I somewhat shamefully told him those three words I fought against and dreaded hearing spill from my lips:
“I’ll take them.”
I couldn’t look him in the eye as I headed down to collect my plunder. I knew I had lost the battle within myself to restrain and ‘behave’. But as the idea of how I was going to use them grew and developed, it overshadowed my shame and guilt. These spoils of war would serve a purpose. And in the long run, they would make my job easier AND save me time. So by now, I have talked myself into being happy and positive about them and even excited. This was a great thing. I felt like Christmas came in April.
So here now is the booty that is now mine:
Didn’t I TELL you?!
They are so cool and cute and – well – PRETTY!
I plan to use them inside my larger boxes for holding the small overlay pieces that I cut out of wood for my wood kits. They fit perfectly in the larger boxes;
As you can see from the containers shown on the left, everything was previously thrown in larger containers:
This way, I can divide the pieces into ‘likes’ and it will better enable me to keep a clear inventory on what I have and not have to go fishing through the big box for parts.
It is as if they were MADE for this function!
These pieces are from my North Star Village series – all which will have small overlay pieces. But there are enough boxes (67!) for me to use them for other small wood parts as well. The larger container is part of an entire system of storage that I use to keep my small stock of wood pieces that I cut. It was as if it were meant to be.
While some pieces were a little larger than these small boxes can accommodate, there are enough little pieces to justify having them. I think it is a great answer to be a bit more efficient and have some better storage and organizing solutions for my business. And while I jest about my organizing obsession, I can’t deny that being better organized means being more efficient means things take less time and I am more productive. This chain of events is so important to my business and its success. So many times I am asked how I accomplish so much, and this is one of those tiny building blocks that is the reason behind how I do the amount that I do. Efficiency is such an important element to me.
So I will leave this all with you for now. I am certain that I will be offering up a “Part 2” of this post and I will show you a bit more how I store things here efficiently. I am waiting for something to come before I do that, however. That will be a ‘surprise’.
Is there anyone else out there with this box obsession that I have? I would think so because there are so many cool boxes that are available at places like Michael’s and Winner’s here in Canada that make for not only functional storage, but beautiful storage as well. I know I am hooked!
As for the rest of the day, I am reaching the home stretch in painting up my bakery. It is exciting to see that come to life and I can’t wait to finish it. I will certainly keep you all posted.
I hope you enjoyed seeing my “Box Score”.
Until next time . . .