Okay, I am going to share the main reason why I have not learned this lesson. The number one reason is...
Personification. Yes. Believe it or not, I ascribe human qualities to inanimate objects.
< slapping self in head 🤦🏻♀️ >
Recently, my son brought a load of his stuff to store in my garage. In the process of helping me go through my things to gain room for his he asked with a grin, "Mom, are these three rocks special to you?" In response, I picked them up, clutched them to my heart, and took them into the house and looked at them for days. Yesterday, during the 15 minute time, I dropped those rocks over the deck railing where they landed amongst their brothers...see what I mean about personification? LOL!
Here's a sticky wicket... John's belongings, specifically his clothing. His shirts and pants all hang in the closet just as he left them.
I may have a breakdown.
Yes, an entire household of treasures, which have all become living, breathing representatives of the people to whom they belonged. No wonder I'm having trouble.
So right now those boxes have become my friends. My favorites are from Lowe's. Small packing boxes with handles for 76 or 79¢ are the perfect size for me to lift. KEEP, GIVE or TOSS... may need another labeled SHRED.
It's another rainy cool day and perfect for plugging away for 15 minutes at a time. Hope that your plans are more fun.
A happy weekend to you!