Okay, I'm put back in one piece now. Adalane woke up and we danced cheek to cheek to my 40's music, and then she just wanted to snuggle because I'm the luckiest girl in the world, so we snuggled. And I got through the box, and I'm freaking AWESOME. That's all there is to it. I'm a throwin away FOOL, and if you think that's an easy feat with husband and children in tow, you are a silly, silly fool. I should write a book about it. ;) How to minimalize with a Full House. Lord help me.
Is it wrong to sell a holy bible in a garage sale? It was my favorite one growing up. The pictures in it are terrific, even if some of it I do not believe. Maybe that will go in our "free" pile. MFN, it's on like donkey kong for the garage sale. I've got a ton of stuff.
Just thought I'd stop by and let you know I survived. I didn't read what I wrote, but the shock of it made it hit me like it just happened and it was horrible. HORRIBLE. And it will never happen again now. :) It's okay that I threw that away. There's no reason to keep it.
Now, all the positive pregnancy tests I've taken over the years...that's a different story. HA! One of the kids will be like WTF IS THIS?! when they go through these boxes. "This is where mommy pee peed...."
DORK!
Carry on. Open your windows if you can, it's kinda fabulous out there.
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