Continuing the discussion from Hoarding vs. Letting go:
Maybe hoarding fills an emotional need. Or maybe it’s a family trait… In order to try and calm me about the box of rubber ducks, my sis pulled out a box of her own secrets… Spoons. Not collector spoons, or event spoons… restaurant spoons. She’s been stealing spoons for years. Just one, from almost every new place we’ve ever eaten as far back as she can remember.
Two boxes of miss matched spoons. She going to donate them to an artist who uses spoons in art. She says she was inspired by Spoon man. (He’s a seattle icon, was in a soundgarden video, still performs)
I’ve never seen so many spoons… it’s not just me.