March 16. 2015
I dropped off a half dozen bags of my son’s clothes into the bin in the laundry room. That was such a genius stroke to put a bin right there so you can wash up the clothes and then drop away. In the past, we’ve bagged up used clothes and they’ve sat in a corner til we could get the time to get a cab and drop things off at the Goodwill. He sorted and organized and I tossed.
I miss the church drops we made at Riverside Church. When I was singing there in the 80s, we could just pull up in the car and dash in to drop at their bin. And there was a church in Washington Heights near our apartment there – we’d hit and run! Since the office was rarely open when we were in the neighborhood, we’d bag everything up and leave it by their door. And then run. We never found out if they wanted our donations but they did have a nice rummage sale where folks could buy used clothes for a few quarters, so we figured our stuff went there.
Today, I was able to take a basket full of books and place it – finally – into the wall unit in the living room where I keep books. It’s not like a bookcase in that it doesn’t have running shelf space – it’s got square spaces and they are deep enough to have books face in both direction with the spines showing out one side and the other because it’s open on both sides. I put some shoes away and I’m going to wash the balance of my son’s clothes and leave them hanging in his closet. He doesn’t live with us right now, but I like to think he should have enough stuff that when he comes home for a few days like he did this weekend, he feels at home and not in the way.
I’m loving the new organization at my desk at work too. I got a handful of mailers in the mail and I left them out to file tomorrow – instead of just sticking them into this big folder I used to have.
First thing Saturday, the rest of the books goes to the library. Then – Ancestry!
The Backpack Press 