Thursday, September 17, 2015
Cleaning Out My Wax Stash
It was easier than I thought it would be to do this. I think I've had this wax for so long that at this point I can no longer justify keeping it by thinking about the waste of money. At this point the money is irrelevant. The waste in buying it occurred back when I bought it. I'm not going to melt it. So.... toss it! I may keep a few things from the pile and keep it in a bag to give to my mother, but I'm still undecided.
As for everything else I have, I think I can condense everything to the purple and black photo boxes you can see in this picture. Before this my wax was spread out all over the place.
A rather sad thing I realized when I started melting appropriate scents for the season is my love of this season has become tainted. I smell pumpkin and cinnamon and I think about Diana's last few weeks with us. It's not bad enough to make me stop melting, but there are moments when I catch a whiff and feel like I should go out back and play with my now nonexistent dog. It's weird having a scent that has been ruined for me. I've always had scents that I cherished because of fond memories associated with it. Never have I had to deal with the negative side of smell and memory's link.
Have you ever thrown out this much wax at once? Do you have scents that are harder for you to stomach because of memories?