I hope so because I promised myself I’d work on organization once a day. Today I put 36 necklaces in the Good Will bag. I still have about 15 that are too nice to donate. I’ll sell most of them. I still have bracelets, earrings and pins to go through. I wear a pin everyday so I’ll be keeping most of them. And they are where the real value is. Sometimes I think about what will happen to it all after I die. We threw so much junk out when my mother died. I don’t want my children to have to do that. Is this my occupation for the rest of my life? It’s a scary thought. You know. This is bullcrap. How did I get on this line of thought? I’ll probably have as much junk as my mother when I die. Why should I care? I’ll be dead. Tomorrow. I’m going down to Onancock with my crazy, silly girlfriends. And, you what? I’ll get something that I don’t need. Does it really matter? What matters is we’ll all have a good time.
It was great seeing this in use. I did the embroidery a few years ago.
Up a Creek in Lower Slower Delaware 