I bought that soap dispenser on the left years ago. I loved that thing.
But it simply didn’t work in my kids’ bathroom. I have to encourage them to care (at all, even a tiny bit) about using soap, so they were never going to let me know it needed refilling.
And at a glance, I can’t tell it needs refilling.
And a glance is all it’s going to get in that bathroom.
So as I cleaned in there recently, I made the Big Girl Declutterer decision to get rid of that beloved-but-totally-impractical-for-that-bathroom dispenser.
Yay me.
And then I started writing this post.
And the image of the ugly-and-recently-broken soap dispenser at my own sink came to mind. I realized I could have used this way prettier one in my own bathroom.
Or in the guest bathroom where we’ve proven we can handle an opaque dispenser.
So I feel the regret of getting rid of something I really liked and could totally have used if I’d just held onto it long enough to one day realize I had a perfect place for it at the exact same time I remembered I had it.
OK. Now that I say it that way, I see the improbability of all that. The improbability of it NOT sitting in some random place for months (or years) on end. Taking up space. Taking up mental energy.
It was a decluttering mistake, but I survived.
And, I went to amazon, and spent less than $11 and 3 minutes to find and order (affiliate link alert) one I love just as much. I’ve decided that the free physical and mental space in my home/brain is worth eleven bucks. Especially since I’d probably have ordered it anyway while that one sat forgotten in a cabinet somewhere.
Example of Nony’s Excessive Need to Clarify All Things: When I went to find the one I ordered, the price had gone up significantly, like three whole dollars, AND no longer had free shipping. So I linked to another one that was more comparable in price to what I paid. But who knows how long it will be that price.