Because the doTERRA Dream Convention is coming up THIS WEEK, it got me thinking back to the doTERRA Alive Convention that we attended a few years back.
It was wonderful to meet up with our sweet friends…
A soothing moldable dough that will give children a sensory experience and help them calm down at the same time. Where was this magical thing when I was raising kids?
Look very closely at this picture. I was sitting in the car peeling a tangerine one chilly winter day.
When, to my delight, and because the sun was hitting in just the right spot, I could clearly see all the lovely citrus-y oils, simply bursting out into the air.
And of course, those teeny, tiny oil drops above my fingertips, are just the ones released when I tore through the peel.
Look at the hundreds–perhaps thousands of drops left in the un-torn part of the strip. See them?
Imagine if you could capture all those misty little drops and save them in a container to use later. Wouldn’t that be incredible?
So, WHY hasn’t someone figured out how to capture all that Tangerine goodness and bottle it?! Hmmmmm?
Yes, yes. I’ll admit it. The hall cupboard was a mess. This is the top shelf and all the things you want to keep from the little people. Cleaners, bug spray, and umm…game pieces…apparently.
Second shelf was, sadly worse because with our newly acquired love of a more natural approach to healthcare, well…things on this shelf just got kinda stuffed in and neglected.
The first step was to gather and throw away everything that was old, outdated, expired or otherwise deadly. The bag was huge…trust me. I would have taken a picture of it but it sincerely embarrassed me. So, instead I snuck it out and dropped it in the trash. Next, I put all the old lotions and perfumes in a bucket and tried to figure out if I wanted to keep them or not. I looked up “perfume and lotion disposal” on Google and found that this calm, non-assuming little bucket holds “toxic, hazardous waste” and that I wasn’t suppose to dispose of it in the regular trash…it was that bad. Funny that it doesn’t say anything like that on the labels. It just tells me how to apply it to my FACE. yikes.
It was amazing how much space there was once all the crazy, nasty, old stuff was gone.
There was plenty of room for the cough drops, and light bulbs and nail polish and chap stick.
And best of all–I saved a nice, cozy spot for my oil box, smack-dab in the middle. Where we can all get at it.
