Do they have twelve step programs for towel addicts? I really hope so.
Yes, there I said it. I love towels. I’m addicted to terri cloth and can’t imagine life without tons oftowels, be they soft and fluffy or thin and durable.
There are oversized bath towels to wrap up in after a hot bath. There are teeny tiny square towels that are used to wipe sticky faces and hands. There are kitchen towels, and wash clothes and towels for the shower. There are towels to step on after the shower. And towels to use to clean up the excess water that has escaped from the shower curtain. There are even towels that are used to mop the kitchen floor. Oh, and I can’t forget the seasonal towels. The ones that are used for the beach, the pool or the creek.
In all of this towel madness, there are hardly any matches. There are some towels that come in sets of four, most mostly there are towels with their own individual personality, in ones and twos, here and there.
Purple towels now ragged and faded, pink towels inherited from my parents, striped pastel towels once loaned to a good friend and returned years later, a set of brown towels bought as a gift but then kept out of necessity upon finding myself away from home with no towels of my own. There are two “fancy-smancy” towels complete with satin and lace that were used to help stage our old home and now used day to day that make me feel special. And I haven’t even mentioned the emerald green towels, the mint towels, the light orange towels (I hate orange usually, but in towels it looks good), the jewel blue towels, the baby towels, the hooded kid towels, the white towels and the ecru towels.
You know the theory of an alternative universe where all of the lost socks go when they disappear from the dryer? Well, I know where the lost towels go.
Back in our old home, we were blessed with a lot of closet space. In fact, it was an excess amount of closet space, including two large linen closets and a third cedar closet, all of which stored several different types of towels. Of course, our new linen closet is large enough to hold only tenth of the collection. I’ve folded and rolled and stuffed, but it is just no use. So I secret towels into the attic and on high closet shelves, denying the need to purge any of them. It would be no use. Towels would soon find their way back into my life. Christmas is coming up after all, and my wish list is looking a little thin.
Mary Ann Romans writes about everything related to saving money in the Frugal Blog, technology in the Computing Blog, and creating a home in the Home Blog. You can read more of her articles by clicking here.
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