Last night’s Question of the Day on Shakespeare’s Sister was, what’s your obsession? (Actually, it was a long, long obsessive thing on the joys of pumpkins, followed by, what’s your obsession? But anyway.)
So I wrote about boxes. Yes. Boxes. Or containers.
My son drags me through Ikea and TJ Maxx or I’ll just open EVERY. SINGLE. BOX. If it has a lid, I must open it. Boxes are cunnning. They are cute. I love them so much. Every since I was a wee little Deborah. Lids? Oh! Look at the lid! Look at the latch! Look at the enormous amount of room! Look at the tiny amount of room! I could put a safety pin in it. Just one safety pin. Isn’t that cute? Ohmigod COMPARTMENTS! This one has COMPARTMENTS. Look, the dividers come out.
So. Boxes.
I like baskets too.
If they have lids.
uh…
This could be the seed for becoming a writer and priestess for a mystery religion. I mean, think about it, it’s all like one big metaphorical lid that you just HAD to open.
Or not.
But it could be.
Though I doubt it.
But it could be.
Sorry, I just finised reading Aradia, which I have an essay on in my blog, and I have a lot of metaphor in the phorphront of my brain.
–Pan
My blog that is…sorry about the spamming.
I think I frightened Roberta.
Pan, that’s funny how you broke the link. I actually went into the code to see how you did that. Fascinating.
I have the same thing for containers! So does my brother! I have dubbed it the “container fetish” I love any and all containers, organizing is just an excuse to play with containers, compartments, etc. I have been that way all my life. I started carrying a purse when I was in 3rd grade because I loved having a container to carry around. My brother got interested in backpacking when he was in scouting in jr hi and high school. My mother sewed so we always had access to a sewing machine. My teen-aged brother would sew little zippered and drawstring bags to keep his backpacking stuff organized. It was the only thing he ever sewed! He still loves bags and briefcases, and is always on the look-out for the perfect suitcase. My current love is ziplock bags, and finding the perfect reusable lunch containers. I don’t think anyone else in our family is this way.
um…
Earthenborn, you know what’s great: Bead containers. (’cause I’m a beader.) Arthur flips out on me when I keep bringing new bead containers home.
I have this one…ohmigod when I take it out to use it I flip. It’s a squat silo shape and it spins. (Spinning containers, I can die now.) Around the outside, small multi-compartment containers snap on, so the whole thing stores these vertical beads around the outside and you can spin it to find what you want. Then you snap off the container you want, lay it horizontal and open it like a regular bead box.
Plus the middle is hollow so you can store tools & such in there.
PLUS it has a carry-handle.
I swear just typing this makes me happy.
But I also love useless containers. I have an antique box for safety pins. I have a tiny drawer carved into a little bit of tree-trunk. I love my little tree-trunk.
LOOK! I FOUND IT!
(oooh i’m so exicted)
My happy happy bead carousel
That bead container sounds way cool! I do embroidery and use beads for that, although it’s not a major part of my work. I mostly use the tiny ziplock bags for beads because they take less space and I stack them in little plastic hardware/nail bins. Of course when you buy the tiny ziplock bags you can only seem to get them in batches of 100. So I’m always thinking of other things I could do with them, but then I don’t have one handy. Regrettably, tiny ziplock bags are associated with illegal drugs, so I occasionally get comments about what the original contents of the bag might have been! My life should be so interesting…
I’m about to reorganize my ritual items and thin out the multiple candle holders and other stuff I haven’t used in 5 years or more. I need things to take up less space so I can actually find things and use them. So how do people organize their ritual tools?
You wouldn’t believe how I organize my ritual things. It’s pathetic.
I use an old bedroom set. When I got my new bedroom furniture, I moved the old furniture into the basement. There’s a chest-on-chest with a top drawer for candles and candle holders, second drawer for incense, third drawer for cups…
I’m crazy.
Alas, I live in Texas and we don’t have basements. In the city most of us don’t have storm cellars either. I have storage space of a sort in my attic, but the lights don’t always work and candles could have melted up there yesterday as it was 90 degrees. I’ll have to make do with closets, *sigh*
On a slightly different angle: have you ever tried geocaching? It’s searching for hidden containers full of trinkets and other useless and interesting items using a GPS, see http://www.geocaching.com/
It satisfies my urge to do things with containers, but gives me more exercise than organizing my craft items.
I’ve heard of geocaching, but I don’t have a GPS.
Mmmmm, boxes. And trunks. And those cabinets with LOTS of drawers in them. I think to me they represent the possibility of organization, which is an idea I love but find almost impossible to carry out. I put things in boxes and trunks and drawers, then promptly forget which one I put them in…
To me, I think they also represent secrets and privacy. Things can be hidden in boxes.
I think you’d really like my altar. It has a storage compartment and a shelf.
That is cool. Mine has a shelf, and I love that. The group I trained in, the altar was a big box, and then all the altar stuff was stored inside. Which was great except that all the stuff I tuck under the altar was all over the ritual space in danger of being trod upon.