dogzilla30 (dogzilla30) wrote,
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My best friend's first husband had a habit of getting rid of nearly everything he owned every few years. I'm not exactly certain as to why he developed the habit.

While my husband spent much of the evening packing I did some work in the basement. Gone is a trash bag of stuffed animals. Gone is a laundry center. Gone are two trash bags of trash (lint, dryer sheets, rotten clothes from the floods) I was too lazy to take out through the cellar door. One bag of clothes is on the porch awaiting the arrival of the National Kidney Foundation truck. A second bag is started for Goodwill. A couple of things are in the car for Planet Aid. And someone, thanks to Freecycle, is going to pick up my 12-speed bike I haven't used in 20 years.

As things disappear it feels like the possibilities are endless.
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