Every once in awhile, 7 years or so, I do a major hauling out. I cannot believe how much time it actually takes to haul everything out, throw it out, donate it, etc. This is a bit of a repeat, but, where and how did I ever accumulate all of this???
One answer is simple. Garage sales. One man’s trash is another’s treasure. Boy, you got that right! Knickknacks for my granddaughter’s knickknack collection! And a tricycle, a real tricycle! What grandmother can resist that? Of course, I did run across that old-fashioned telephone/chair (from the 60’s doesn’t seem old fashioned until you count that the 60’s was–gulp–50 years ago) and couldn’t resist it. Yes, I have room for it somewhere. Where, God only knows…I do think I will be putting together my own garage sale by the end of summer, unloading my treasures onto someone else.
I did reorganize the front room, though. As we slowly clear the office so I can re-organize, renovate, and build a slightly larger than normal, studio apartment here. I have a feeling it will go a little bit slower than I thought it would, but maybe it takes time to get used to the idea, too. No rush, I suppose. We humans tend to rush about, time costs money.
Maybe we should take away time…
photo taken Caernarvon, Wales
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