It should come as no surprise to you that I love the box. I feel compelled to keep it and use it for something important. It could hold yarn. Everything should hold yarn.
Only when I opened the box and spread out the contents did I realize just how much tea my past self thought I needed to have in my life. I don't know how I will drink all of this. Or, if I do, I don't know how I'll ever sleep again, since I didn't think caffeine-free tea was necessary anywhere in the ordering process.
So far, my favorite is the Orange Pekoe, because the smell takes me back to my grandmother's kitchen. She always drank Orange Pekoe.
I got two tins for ordering the medium size of Orange Pekoe and Earl Grey (I like accessories a little too much), and when I dumped the tea into the containers, it made me remember Gran's tea tin. She'd had it since I was a little girl, it was a gift from her neighbor. It was blue, tall, and had a print of different tea pots all over it. I remember, when there was no tea inside, it still smelled like it was full.
I took two blends to work. Only then did I realize that maybe I should have gotten another spoon to take to work. I will remedy this next order. If I ever run out of tea.
I don't think I will ever run out of tea again.