And I'm not one of them. Sheeeezzz.
My name is Angie.
And I am a former dish hoarder.
It started out innocently enough. A set here. A set there, mostly vintage. Oh look, another pretty set. Hey, that would set a nice table, I need that set too. I don't have Mexican style plates, they would go nicely with big Mexican meals. OMG, look at these vintage Asian dishes; must have! CAN YOU BELIEVE how beautiful this 1950's set is? Crap! Entertaining this weekend and I REALLY want BLUE plates. *scrounge through 25 sets of dishes* Oh well, no problem, I'll just go out and buy some. Huh, this vintage set of Christmas dishes looks too simple on this tablecloth; I want some beautiful, sparkly Christmas tree dishes. Oh looky, Target has them on sale.
dun, dun, dun.....
I saw some Johnson Brothers Friendly Village Christmas dishes and I knew I just had to have them. They were going to be MINE! MINE, I tell you!!! hahahahaha *wringing hands*.
It was at this point I knew I had a problem and needed an intervention.
But there IS nobody who does dishware addiction intervention. The closest was my kids who gave me dirty looks when I would bring another box of dishes into the house. And that wasn't very persuasive. I would just stick my tongue out at them and tell them to mind their own business.
and I looked under the bed.
and then I looked in the basement.
and I looked out in the 2 car garage.
and I glanced in the barn.
And I knew I was busted. I was a hoarder.
Not just a hoarder of dish sets but everything that went with dishes and tablescapes...tablecloths, glassware, stemware, serving dishes, platters, flatware, silverware, celery dishes, spooners, cloth napkins (don't even get me started on how many sets of 12 of those I had!), napkin rings, gorgeous water pitchers, average looking water pitchers, water and wine carafes, centerpieces, things to create centerpieces with, taper candles, pillar candles, votive candles, tall candleholders, short candleholders, crystal candleholders, double candleholders, wood candleholders (for fall), funky candleholders, two candelabras......... AAARRRRRGGGHHHHH!!!!!!
So I went cold turkey.
I sold all my dishes but 7 sets (not including my daily dishes of course). Sold almost everything else that had to do with tableware as well. Didn't look back. Because if I did, I would have grabbed those boxes from the consignment shop worker's arms and screamed, "They're mine, they're mine! Give them back you witch!"
In order for me to not hoard dishes again (seriously),
I did go out and purchase, on clearance, white dishes at Dillards that work for any occasion, big or small, elegant or casual. And I stocked my dining room cupboard with all the basic tableware I would ever need again for entertaining.
I have no shame (or class) so I will show you the bottom of the hutch too.
They remind me of my vintage ship light...
Why can't I be normal and have a smoking addiction or coffee addiction??
Oh, that's right. I DO have a coffee addiction.