Sometimes letting go is harder than hold on.
I know I struggle to let go. even free cheap pens. unless they don’t work. I’m Frugal Franny, not Hoarding Henry. 🤣
Are you on the struggle-to-let-go bus with me? If you are – I’ll save you seat! I’ve got snacks. 😜
For me, sometimes it’s the little things. like an object that triggers a memory. or memories. and these memories can range from heart-warming to heart-breaking.
In my case, it’s a familiar object, used by those who enjoy a little “extra flavor” added to their food. Can you guess what it is?
QUESTION: Have you recently, or semi-recent ended a relationship? If so, what is one item your ex left behind that you should throw away / donate but you just haven’t been able to…yet?
Like a comfy sweater you like to still wear sometimes, or a stuffed animal your ex worked very hard (aka paid a stupid amount of money) to win at the fair. Don’t worry I’m not going to ask you to throw it out. I’m just trying to help you understand the sentiment behind mine. especially since it’s Tabasco sauce. 🤣
I don’t even like Tabasco sauce. But my ex loves chipotle Tabasco sauce. He even sweet talked the local Chipotle manager into letting him take them home. Apparently she wanted to give him more than a free guacamole coupon and Tabasco hot sauces. He gave me the coupon to use, but my self respect and slap-a-bitch tendencies trumped my love of FREE guacamole (which like NEVER happens!) so I disposed of it. and the drama.
But I’m also reminded of the time in the same local Chipotle he helped a random old woman up from her seat. Turns out she was my Oma, my badass German (adoptive) G-ma who when went from thanking him for his help to scolding his past bad behavior. After she left Chipotle, I explained to him the important role she has played in my life – she literally took me in when I was homeless. Plus she’s 40 years older than him, a foot shorter than him, AND carrying a cane – BUT she went 4G aka GANG$TA German Grandma Grizzly 🐻 on his ass.👏🏾 in public.👏🏾 FYI: We all need an Oma. 👵🏻
My ex has been gone for over a year, but I’ve kept those darn Tabasco bottles. I glance at them from time to time – each time flooded with good and bad Chipotle memories. each time wondering why I haven’t thrown them out…yet.
But tonight I saw this “Old ways don’t open new doors” graphic and I decided to get rid of something old. As I looked around the kitchen, I remembered those darn Tabasco bottles.
It may seem silly to you – I mean it is Tabasco sauce, not a 🎾 bracelet (🎾= diamond). But for me it’s another small step – in a series of steps – I am taking to move forward with my life.
PS. Sharing this moment with you = another “small” step I’m proud of. and I have size 10 feet. 🤣