A friend of mine is selling her house. In preparation for putting it on the market, she has been purging for months. Going through every closet, drawer, shelf, cupboard and pantry, getting rid of everything she no longer needs, wants or uses.
I’m smiling, somewhat sheepishly, as I’m writing because it’s something we all go through — usually when we’re about to move. That’s when, after years of accumulating and stockpiling and “saving,” we suddenly spring into action — because the thought of packing it all, unpacking it all and trying to find room for it is more than we can bear.
We went out for dinner last week — my friend and I — it was a catch up of sorts. We’ve both been caught up in our own lives and, although we text and talk on the phone all the time, we haven’t had time to get together…
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Great post Sue 👍😊
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All credit goes to Fransi 🙂
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👍😊
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That was a great share, Sue. I’ve always believed that the reason I hate the physical clutter is because of the brain clutter that I sustain. Thanks.
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I do thik the two go hand in hand a lot of the time, Van.
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Great! I have never read before “smiling sheepishly”. Sounds wonderful! 😉
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It is a wonderful expression 🙂
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Really! I remember at TV “Shawn the sheep”, and there are a lot of animated sheeps with such a smile.
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Not just the animated ones either 🙂
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Really? Ok, here are not so many sheeps to make studies on them. LOL
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Plenty of sheep around here 🙂
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Wonderful! This sounds really vacancy-like.;-)
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🙂
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