Sometimes it is the simplest things that bring the greatest joy.
For example, the other day I found myself stopping at JoAnn Fabrics. I wasn't planning on stopping at JoAnn, but there I was and stop I did. While wandering around, for no reason other than that I was there, I saw a package of small plastic pots meant for storing paints. It occurred to me that they might solve a problem I was having with lipstick storage.
Actually, they worked better than I anticipated. I had expected that I would need to glue the cups to some sort of backing to keep them stable, but they just fit tightly between the dividers already in place.
Everything is easily at hand and exactly where it is supposed to be. My lipsticks don't fall over when I open the drawer and I can easily see each one.
It may be a sign of some kind of neurosis, but I like being able to see things and find them easily. I hate rustling around in drawers that are too full with too many unneccessary things.
Or perhaps it is just that my idea of what is necessary is changing. I've come to the point that I don't want to keep a bunch of stuff around, even the kind of stuff that tends to clog bathroom cabinets and drawers.
Of course I am not so evolved that I think 8 lipsticks is at all excessive, not to mention the pile of glosses in the cubby to the left.