It reminds me of childhood. Of the days when she would sew and I would dump all the buttons out at her feet and imagine what I could do and make. Then mt OCD would take over and I’d organize them by color. But aaaaaanyhoo…I love this container. It’s got style and memories. Buuuuut…I can’t see the dang buttons.
Now I can see them and sort through them easily when I’m searching.
And as for you, container full of memories. I am going to make sure you get repourposed so I can enjoy you again. You’ll be useful again, I promise!