Many years ago, I read a homeschooling mama-of-many saying that her family's dishes were all mismatched items from Goodwill. The family would wait until they had broken enough dishes, and then off to Goodwill they would go to collect more. Each dish was unique, and they loved the variety.
I thought that was sweet, but I didn't consider it an option for our family.
Don't get me wrong. I love Goodwill. To be truthful, I shop nowhere else. I already love buying mismatched coffee cups there. In fact, one of the great joys of my life is heading to Goodwill to pick out new coffee cups when we've finally broken enough to have room for more.
But actual dishes? No, no, no - those need to be matching. Perfectly matching. It's just an unbreakable law of nature, don't you know?
Only one thing stood in the way of my perfectly matched dish sets - that thing being my family. It's a rare day that goes by around here without the sound of glass breaking, despite my best efforts. (They can even break Corelle!)
And finally, I had to admit the sad truth. Either we spend time and energy (that I don't have) and a lot of money (that I don't have) tracking down matching replacements, or... we head to Goodwill.
And so we did!
And once again... I'm in love. I absolutely adored going through the dishes to pick out lovely mismatched pieces to make up our collection.
I can't wait to do it again.
Obviously, a miracle has occurred. Another obsessive-compulsive-perfection-seeking barrier broken... CHECK!
Perhaps if I live in this crazy family long enough, they'll succeed in breaking me of all (most?) of my unhealthy perfectionist tendencies. That would take a work of God, but if I can learn to live (happily!) with mismatched dishes, anything is possible.
And so, local friends, if you want to do me a big favor, come over and break a dish! That puts me one dish closer to a lovely trip to Goodwill to buy more mismatched pieces.
|Another find of the day - a book holder for the boys' room!|
Have a wonderful evening, dear readers!