My Donate Box has been overflowing.
I have no excuse.
Most moments when this fact happens to enter my brain, I’m irritated with myself for not having called the lovely man with the van who will take it all away for me.
But then there are those moments when the Queen of What-If Scenarios that lives within my head feels overly justified for having procrastinated. Those moments when she doesn’t want to go shopping on a Sunday afternoon in December for a gag gift.
Pictured above is not the actual gag gift I took to our Sunday School class party. That one didn’t work so it went in the trash. I took a similar plug-and-play game that did work.
And it was stolen once, so obviously it went to a good home that wanted it.
Yay for two things (out of three overflowing boxes) being truly gone from my home.