So, I went to Wal*Mart today. I bought new shorts and t-shirts and cleats for Monet. He started baseball today, see, and really needs summer clothes to go with his brand spankin' new summer haircut. And while I was there, I bought Monet and Houdin each their swim trunks for the summer. It felt really good to get that stuff into my cart, into my van, into my house and into the closets.
So, I went to The Thrift Shop today and dropped off a huge garbage bag of stuff. I'm trying to declutter as much as I can, but it never seems to get done. In addition, we have renters in our cabin who are apparently trying to declutter, too, so they're bringing our cabin stuff up to the house and I'm trying to find room for it all. Much of it will go to The Thrift Shop. But even once I get it sorted and into a pile, it takes me forever to get it into a bag. Once I get it into a bag, it takes me a while to get it to the van. Once I get it to the van, it's a good week until I get it to The Thrift Shop. So, it felt really good to get that big garbage bag of stuff out of my house, out of my van, out of my life.
Wait a minute.
There are two things that make me feel really good. Well, more than two, but two that give me that "Wow. I've just accomplished something" feeling. Bringing stuff home and getting rid of stuff.
I guess the best thing for me would be to go to Wal*Mart, buy a bunch of stuff, bring it home, wash it and fold it, put it in a garbage bag and take it to The Thrift Shop.
I'll bet the kids' clothes would even last longer that way.
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