I’ve been on a cleaning jag –too early for spring cleaning, I know, but it’s been crazy weather in the DC area. This is exactly the time of year we get crushed with some huge blizzard. But instead it’s been upper 60s. My snowdrops just opened, I have a crocus, and my daffodils are up – all waaaaay too early. But each day with this nutty weather is one more day we didn’t have snow, so.
You know what smells amazing? Antique malls. I was wandering around in one today. Antique malls smell like Danish oil, orange oil, lemon oil, linseed oil, and dust. Am I the only person on Earth who loves that smell? It makes me smile. I’m on their security cameras, leaning in and sniffing the wood appreciatively, lol. I’m moving furniture around in my home, making room for items from my dad’s house, pieces I know and love. It’s time for some changes.
I’m the talkative introvert. I love meeting people and talking to them, like at the antique mall. Instant connection. But I need quiet and downtime and my cloak of invisibility. I got down on my hands and knees today and scrubbed the floor, because moving furniture reveals the larger dust bunnies, plus is there anything more wonderful than a clean, scrubbed wood floor? (That answer is no.) Then I got to dusting my perfume bottles.
All this re-arranging in my room… and switching up the pieces again, and where to put the perfume bottles? I have some new bookcases coming downstairs from my dad’s house, so I moved stacks of books down there. Moved my bottles to the empty bookcase – just to park them there for a minute – on the lovely blue fabric bespoke tiny bookcase that belonged to my mother in law. But what to do with all these bottles? Here, let me insert the emoji for you.
And then (derp) it hit me – this small bookcase is the perfect place for them! Sturdy and pretty and right here. Sometimes I miss the most obvious things.
Where do you keep your perfume? Do you have to dust it? Did you build something specific for your obsession? Do you hide it from friends?