This past weekend we got a "bee in our bonnet" and started clearing out the attic of all of the boxes that were taking up space and had no label as to the contents. With our growing mound of kid stuff, we need more space!
We opened up boxes of "stuff" that moved from Texas, to Indiana. from Indiana to Washington. And from our condo to our house. What is this stuff, anyways? We sorted through a box of college function t-shirts (including the shirt from the Ivory Ball, our first date ever -- shouldn't that be framed, or something silly like that?), green and gold momentos (pom poms, growl towels, and a Baylor line jersey), as well as our college pledge books. I had flashbacks to the days of having to type my the pages for my pledge book for my business fraternity (Type? We actually had to type them on an old fashioned typewriter? Do they still do that now? Bad memory! I suddenly feel 19 and tired all over again, craving a Dr Pepper at 1 am...)
Some of the memories are much more fun to look through -- like the silver charm bracelet from Matt's late grandmother, choc full of unique charms I'm sure I've never seen today (such as a silver lobster in a trap or a functioning German beer stein.)
But most of the boxes were full of just...stuff! And guess what we hauled out to the recycling bin last night? Most of our old college text books! Good bye accounting and biology! May you be recycled into something more beautiful like a nice greeting card or some pretty wrapping paper! The bin was so full that it weighed more than Matt -- we were hoping to see the recycle truck come by so we could get a glimpse of the bin being hauled away.
Our garage is still full of stuff in organized "piles" waiting for a new home, either via Craigslist or by way of Value Village. Good riddance, stuff!
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I bet that felt good to purge some of that "stuff!" :) We have a few more boxes than I like to admit that could probably go in the recycling.
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