I thought that I had it all taken care of. That is until those dreaded extra boxes showed up. I don't know, do boxes get pregnant and have children? That is what it appears to be happening. I put one box's contents away, and two boxes appear. Why is that. Is this some evil plot brought on by the box monster? I don't know.
I feel sorry for my paper shredder. Why is it that I keep what I keep? You should see some of the stuff I have squirreled away. There is one good thing about this though. I think I can get a free car wash, because I have kept all those "One dollar off" car wash coupons I would get when I would get the car washed. They are a pretty pink.
Each one of these is worth one dollar. That's not my car, by the way. |
O.K. now, back on task. Doing this is a daunting task. There are so many boxes and so much stuff. Fifty-nine years is a long time to collect stuff. It is also kind of fun to go down memory lane as well, viewing some of the treasure that I have had stashed that I haven't seen for years. As you probably guessed, I keep a lot of stuff. I even see the Olympic Airlines ticket that they tagged my bag with on my flight to Israel and Greece in 1973. Wow, does that bring back memories.
There is a lot of other old stuff there too. I collect maps and have a good supply of old National Geographic maps. My, how the world has changed.
I had better get back to work now. I have got a lot to do in order for everything to get put away. After that, I have to get started on a new book project. Tomorrow I promise I will write about William Shatner.
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