Tuesday, May 13, 2014
Today I am grateful for donation pick-ups. We got a call a few weeks ago from the Big Brothers/Big Sisters of America. They are having a fund raising drive and arranging the picking up items for donation. We snapped into action like thoroughbreds at the gate.
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We cleaned closets. And storage places. And more closets. And drawers. And closets. I only have three, but they seemed to multiply just like the crap in them. It was almost as bad as the prep for a colonoscopy and about as cleansing. Fugetabout the basement. There is not enough Ibuprophen. John’s back is aching. My shoulder is aching. The hefty bags are aching. Our attitudes are aching. I thought I might lose my poor husband to a funny farm each time he tried to pick up a hanger from the tangled bunch. Hangers are not quite Hell but they are a close second. . .tangled Christmas lights are Hell.
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I have no idea where we had all of this stuff. The closets are not completely empty. I can’t imagine why we needed to hang onto clothes we hated 10 years ago. Six bags are stuffed like a turkey at Thanksgiving, trussed up and ready to be picked up tomorrow morning. I will be grateful when they are gone.
