So I just unearthed a reminder of what the holidays are like. I was moving Christmas from the back of our only storage space to the front so that when we wanted to put up the decorations we could skip the entire days worth of work that it takes to get to the decorations and just put them up in holiday bliss.
In my rearranging I found a tote, unlabled and rather large considering our small amout of storage here. I remember putting the tote in the closet around the end of Christmas last year. In the tote that took up a lot of my storage space I found :
1 dirty baby sock (Claire's)
6 small pieces of cut up twine that used to tie something up (I'm guessing)
1 crushed and USED christmas bow
1 annoying as anything crying box out of a babydoll that Claire recieved last year.
2 duffel bags I have been searching for all year
1 life vest for and infant (still brand new)
1 empty Christmas ornament box for Claire's first year onament.
And that's it.
Why was I saving this strange assortment of mostly garbage? Why did I allocate about 1/8 of my storage space to storing it for a year? The world may never know.
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2 comments:
you make me smile:)
a time capsule, perhaps?
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