I've grown lazy lately. One day, months ago, I had no patience for sorting the flatware from the dishwasher and haphazardly plopped it all by handfuls into a set of hot chocolate mugs needing to be put away too. It looked pretty and the white and gold rimmed mugs looked like little vases; a shame for them to be in a cabinet. All the silverware's still there, and sorting it into a drawer, I found, is one of those pesky jobs that can be done away with. What's more, when out of the drawer with the prefabbed organizer and placed in the open where it deserves to be, other silverware has found its way out from hiding and is now enjoying everyday use.
A set of antique steak knives with ivory handles that had been neatly lined in their own box but where too much trouble to take out to use look sleek and modern; they work well too. Monogrammed silver spoons, delightful for dessert or stirring a civilized cup of coffee are enjoying new life and a new luster because of regular use and washing. Ornate heirloom serving spoons stir batters and sauces. They look fantastic. All these pieces were thoughtful gifts which should be used rather than stored for "some day." I think that day is now.
How much goes unused merely because it's put away properly in original boxes or in fashioned containers. We may feel organized but it also lets us forget what we have and ultimately accumulate.