Took a trip to the donation center yesterday, made it just in time as they were closing up for the evening. We had four large bags of donations to give. The funny thing is, when I got home I sat and thought about what we had placed in those bags.
For the life of me, I can’t remember.
Now, my memory isn’t what it used to be, but what I took from that was how much it proved that I didn’t need any of it. Someone else can hopefully use whatever we had placed in those bags to give away.
As part of that realization I continue to wonder how many more bags of things I can fill up. How many more items do I own that could be instantly forgotten when placed in a bag. And why do I leave them laying around? Time to forget about more things in bags.
Written 6-Dec-2013; still working to minimize ‘things’ in my life