What’s your favourite thing in the world right now?
by
, 19-02-2012 at 06:25
(810 Views)
Throughout my life I’ve always had a treasured item or collection of some sort.
It all started as a small child with my badge collection, where I had a pin-badge from every place I’d ever been.
In my University days it was beer mats… same principle as the badges, but a whole different method of accumulation.
My 20’s treasures included a shoebox full of used glow-sticks, a giant chupachups lollipop, and a very beat up old Ford Fiesta.
Now, all grown up and in my ahem-30’s, I’ve noticed how drastically the type of valued items has changed since becoming a parent.
My box of keepsakes for my son would be definitely be on the list, It contains the usual stuff we parents keep – his first socks, some scribble artwork and a glued-macaroni dinosaur.
But the other thing? Pure and simple - my dustbuster.
Though admittedly a world far removed from the hazy days of weekend shenanigans and glow-in the dark paraphernalia, it is no less pivotal to my life right now.
Toddler dinner thrown on the floor?
Dustbuster.
Biscuit crumbs all over the couch?
Dustbuster.
Half the sandpit from daycare tipped on the steps?
Dustbuster.
Never something I’d consider buying personally, it arrived at our house completely by chance, just a free gift my husband picked up whilst buying a trunk full of tools. It sat in the box for a while, moved around from cupboard to cupboard whilst I occasionally reminded myself ‘I must get that out one day’. But once unwrapped and given its first assignment of handling my sons crushed vegemite topped crackers, I never looked back.
The time and effort saved from not getting the big vacuum out every time a toddler tornado hits my house is worth its weight in Dysons. Plus being so small, it also doubles up as great toddler entertainment (supervised of course!) One afternoon, my son dustbustered the whole house, for fun… does life get much sweeter than that?!
Though I sometimes mourn how my Friday nights have changed so drastically – from agonizing over what shoes to wear, to now picking pasta shapes out of my hair – I wouldn’t swap it for the world. And my strange hoards of treasures will always be with me… whatever they may be.
What do you have at the moment that you can’t live without?
Do you have any strange collections that you hold onto?
Mark as Read
