I'm a hoarder. Not the kind that has piles of crap stacked everywhere so you can't walk through the house. No, I save things "for special". I tuck things away, and by the time I remember I have them, like the pretty little jars of jelly that I thought would be so lovely on Sunday breakfast scones, they have far passed their experation date. How long does jelly last anyway?
I also hoard presents. Not with such poor results though. When I get something new, I think I can't put it out unless my house is spotless. And especially this time of year, when I'm looking forward to January and new beginnings, I will open all of my presents, ooh and ahh, then wrap them back up, and put them in the back of a closet somewhere. They stay there until January, when I've stashed all the holiday decorations, dusted away the glitter. I love the beginning of a new year, starting over, another chance to get it right. These items I stash away, then pull out in January, become symbols of that fresh start.
I just wish I'd remembered to pull out the jelly.

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