The past few days, if I wasn’t sewing, I was cleaning out the filing cabinet. I save everything! Why do I do that? I hate clutter and yet it surrounds me. It’s so hard for me to throw anything out.
In 1969 when I turned 15 and could get my driver’s license, my parents bought me a Mustang. I still have the business card from the car salesman.
That is sad! I wish I had the Mustang instead of the business card! I cannot throw this away. Chad said . . “What? Is it like a 30 year old business card?” I said “No, it’s 41 years old!” Back into the “Judy” folder went the card. Some day I may clean again and come across it and smile. Or, when we’re gone, Chad will have a dumpster delivered and dump all of my treasures into it without looking back.
I found this article out of the newspaper where we lived in KY that I didn’t even remember. Not sure why this was in the paper.
I’m wondering what was the point in having my age in there!
Treasures . . a four drawer filing cabinet full of treasures. I did manage to shred the 1989 income tax returns. Seriously, I filled 4 trash bags with “stuff” from the filing cabinet and another cabinet where I keep “stuff”. The garbage man drove away with it all this morning and I felt a little sad.
Why do some people keep so little and some of us keep everything? Where do you fit in? Do you keep everything or just a little? If you have any tips to share with the packrats among us, I know I would appreciate it.