Ding Dong!

Avon Calling!   For a number of years, Celia was an Avon representative - a rather popular, and thus, successful one.  She was certain that this stuff was going to be worth something someday (a common theme throughout her life);  decanters, jewelry, representative awards and gifts ... they fill nearly every room in great abundance.  Allow me to take this moment to announce Avon as a prominent corporate sponsor of 'Hoarder Haven.'  Judging by the number of these products currently available on eBay for practically nothing, I'd say that my Hoarder Haven is probably only one of thousands across the globe.

Some of the above items are obviously not Avon products, but are a few additional doodads that Celia had on display in a cheap-ass curio cabinet (probably from Walmart - another corporate sponsor of Hoarder Haven).  This is but a very miniscule sampling of the overall collection ... exceptionally miniscule.

Celia was a big proponent of storing things inside of containers.  All kinds of containers - decorative boxes, plastic bags, fruitcake tins (a big favorite!), and especially (this juncture merits a drum-roll) the empty facial tissue box!  Fortunately, I have already gone through most of the Kleenex-box-file-cabinets - most of which contained primarily discarded tissues as padding (or camouflage) for old bill stubs, receipts, and on a few occasions, cash; so I'm now coming across the more decorative junk receptacles.  Practicing a bit of cognitive reprogramming on myself, I tell myself that great treasures might be contained within!  Most times, it's just more Avon, like the contents of this very cool brown jar ... safety pins, an old pipe cleaner, and some ancient Avon lipstick samples.  Still ... it was much better than finding one of Celia's spent tissues.