Using up the last of anything always makes me surprisingly happy. I can't explain why that is exactly, true I like to open or start a new thing, but I am also not in the least bit fazed if it really is the last of whatever it is.
At the moment while we are eating our way through the cupboards and freezers and not shopping, using up the last of anything always gives me a little bit more space and I must say I love space more than I love things. So it makes me very happy.
One more slice of toast the day after I took this picture and the peanut butter was all gone. Jar rinsed out and popped in the recycling bin (I have all the jars I need at the moment so am recycling all but the very best) and now I have a little bit more space in the cupboard.
I'm loving this using up the last of everything.
What strange little foibles do you have ?
(I love that word 'foibles', dictionary definition - a strange habit or characteristic that is seen as not important and not harming anyone).