I finally have all of my Christmas put in the bins and now David needs to haul them to our storage. Now, I realize that I have a lot of dejunking to do. It gets so overwhelming, but I would love to get rid of some of the "stuff" around here. There is a little voice in my head that always says, "No, don't get rid of that. You may need it." I need someone to come hang out with me and give me permission to throw things away. The invitation is out there for anyone interested.
Well, I guess I had better get going. I doubt anyone will be helping me, so I had better get moving.
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Shannan...you have the wrong genes to be able to completely "de-junk". I have been trying for years...Grandma Hagberg never got it refined and Grandma White has only two moves and Aunt Geri to "thank" for de-junking her. I know she often comments, "I don't know where that went. Geraldine must have gotten rid of it while I wasn't looking."
Good luck with the idea, tho.
We sure enjoyed your visit last night. I think we wouldn't have even had dinner if you hadn't come and needed feeding. Thus Dad got fed one more time.
Come see us again...soon!
Love, MOM
Wow, Shannan, I LOVE to throw things away and would have come! Let me know if you have any future de-junking to do!
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