Yesterday evening I saw this on the Jeep in front of me.
It took me a second to decider the code. I snapped this pic and shame on me. Not because of what it means but because doing so was distracted driving. I’m already in a rental car for playing bumper cars. Very fitting for B as he finds out his fate later today. This is what you should say about that which you can’t control.
As always more to come.
As I continue to make my way through the purge. I see the light at the end of the tunnel. If I am honest, this clean-up is not a chore but rather a treasure hunt. Slow and steady will get me to where I just need to maintain. When I need a blast from the past I will be able to find the item in clearly marked and organized boxes. My OCD is pinging for sure.
What follows is one of my favorite finds so far. Simple really. A green folder that has been with me since 8th grade. Yep 1979 ya’ll. What makes this folder so very special is that it is vinyl and not paper. Up til that point, folders were of the paper variety and usually toast by the end of the school year. The novelty of vinyl was new to me. I was excited that my mom spent the extra nickle or maybe even dime for something more sturdy. She was a garage sale shopper remember?
I never wrote on the folder so it could be re-used time and time again. Always for what was most important at any given time over the years. Now it sits empty and has been for a while.
Does that mean I have nothing important any longer?
Of course not!
Times have changed. I am no longer in school. I am paperless. I have very different ideas regarding what matters. My storage space has become my heart and head.
As always, more to come.