One thing: THAT drawer

It was Thursday morning and our coffee machine broke. This was not a good thing, not a good thing at all. When this pregnant woman only has caffeine as her poison of choice at the moment, not a good thing at all. Rob told me “well we’ve had it since we moved here, almost 5 years and it gets a good work out with us both working from home” that I tried to see the positives, but without any coffee in me, it was difficult. More so given the fact that I was SURE that we had, in fact, bought it after we moved here. I remember buying it at Harvey Norman, remembered it so clearly. And yet he persisted, telling me no, we had it when we moved here.

But we hadn’t! I SAW RED. See: lack of coffee AND pregnancy hormones AND the fact that I remember this shit because I actually DO these kind of things for the family. I buy the things. And yet? He continued. Tried to tell me to calm down and just deal with the fact that I couldn’t remember things well at the moment because I was preggers, then went about his morning.

Oh no he DITN’T.

I opened the drawer. That drawer. The one that looks like this:

The one that holds the receipts and warranties in it, the one that would tell me THE TRUTH. It wasn’t pretty in there, especially given it had been a year since I’d last dealt with “the drawer”. More school reports, more chargers, more birthday cards, more things. And no fucking receipts in sight.

Rob then came back in to tell me, I was in fact RIGHT! He had been going through old photos online to see when the coffee machine was purchased and narrowed it down to 2011 sometime (there I was thinking he was getting ready when he was just trying to prove that HE was right!). We’re stubborn round these parts that’s for sure. A victory for me, but a hollow one at that given that it was further back than I thought AND that I had shit everywhere from ‘the drawer’ that I now had to deal with. But never fear! It would be my #onething for the week!

For those of you not playing along, #onething is where I do just ONE THING from my to-do list, but not your every day to-do list. Oh no, this is the list of non essential items that sort of kind of need to get done but it’s no biggie if they don’t get done until next week, or next month, or um, next year. Those things. Just one. Every week.

I culled that drawer, threw out so many things, made piles of things that I needed to keep and hightailed it to my spiritual home of organisation: The Reject Shop. Do you know they have things called drawer dividers? Did you know that these things even exist? Me either! But they do and they create little trays for big drawers like this to keep all the stuff organised in.

Best $12 I’ve ever spent. I could feel the rush of pregnancy oxytocin surging through my veins. Rob might have been a little bit right, but I had my drawer! MY ORGANISED DRAWER WITH COMPARTMENTS! So there.

Sure I need to tackle the other 34 cupboards in the kitchen but I have my drawer. And now we have a new coffee machine too.

How many of you have these drawers in your kitchen too?
What was your one thing this week?
Go choose something, right now, just have a look around and there will be something waiting…

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