I have a new bottle of eye drops waiting in the wings so I won't have to walk around for half a day with dry eyes when the old one runs out. I like to plan ahead.
I also have a back up blush stashed in one of the bathroom drawers so after I have scraped every last little bit out of the old one, it will be a quick transition to the new one. Same color. No biggie.
The same thing's happening in the mascara department. Actually I just threw the old one out after it finally ran dry and peeled the wrapper off the new one.
In my "devil may care" days I wouldn't wait until the last drop before pitching the old and starting a new whatever. Even if it was the exact same thing - didn't matter. I just wanted that feeling of "new."
Having said that, I can't say I that I don't still revert to my wasteful ways now and then. Especially if there's even the slightest difference.
Like my new lipstick. Same make but the shade is just a teeny tiny bit darker. The number on the old one was 280 and the new one is 275. I'm struggling. I really, really want to throw that ole 280 out but . . . but . . . there's still enough left in the tube to apply several more coats. Have I turned into my grandmother???????
All bets are off when it comes to nail polish, though. I must have 8 bottles of varying colors in that drawer. I'm sure there's more than half in each bottle. I'm a wasteful wench, aren't I?
Now let's move into the kitchen. Three slices of bread left. Sitting next to the new, moist loaf. See ya!
Half a finger of milk. There's a new carton practically touching it.
The last Oreo? Now hold on just a darn minute. Unless it's soft to the touch, I'm eatin' that sucker. We're talking cookies after all.
When/if you throw out the old stuff to tear into the new, do you have to hide the tossing from someone? I do. Shhh, don't tell Petey.