Charity

Lately things have been a bit cramped in our postage-stamp sized 2 bedroom apartment. I like to go through our things pretty regularly and bag stuff up for charity (I would generally say goodwill but I know that word makes Lois cringe!) but it had been about 5 months since the last run to the charity bins. There were a few closets that I hadn't gone through in even a longer amount of time and I decided that despite being very busy last weekend that Sunday would be the day that we would go through it all. However, I had no idea that this is what would happen when I took on this project:


Pictured here are 10 of the 12 garbage sized bags of junk that Don and I gave away to charity. That was not counting the 4 bags of garbage and 2 bags of recyclables that Don took out over the weekend. As I was going through closets, under beds, and toy boxes then bagging up items, and then carrying the bags to the car, and finally dropping them off, I had to laugh. Seriously . . . where did all this stuff come from? And where had it been hiding? We have only been in this place for 2.5 years, and mentioned before that I go through things pretty regularly, and my house is TINY. It feels good that it is all gone, but there are no empty containers or closets or boxes under the bed which is kinda disappointing. I guess my house is just less full and things fit better now, which also gives me good feelings.

Now Grandma's I want to reassure you that there was nothing sentimental in these bags. I am a purger but I do keep special things (my special might be different than your special but things are kept!!) And I hope this inspires you a little that if in my tiny little bitty house that only fits 2 bowls and 2 pots I can find 12 bags+ think what you can do in your place!!! *hint hint* :)