A year ago we decided we were going to move from this old house where we
had lived for forty years. We boxed stuff to store, we got rid of stuff, and we
had the downstairs painted. Then we decided we wanted to stay here and enjoy
the de-cluttered shelves, the clean white walls, and the yard.
So, I am purging again. How many glass ice cream dishes do we really need? Not the ones I’ve wrapped,
bagged, and put in the car ready to be taken to Good Will.
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