 57/365 :: Tuesday 26 February 2019 you would think that it would be easy for me to remember to bring a box of things to Goodwill, but apparently it's not.  58/365 :: Wednesday 27 February 2019 more snow. I looked back on pictures from this day for the two previous years, and there was hardly any snow on the ground at all. it's like being in a snowglobe.  59/365 :: Thursday 28 February 2019 I thought that the road would take me a short distance to a body of water, but I was incorrect.  60/365 :: Friday 1 March 2019 I finally found an acceptable replacement for the most recent pair of Steve Madden boots that I ruined. it was really hard for me to get rid of them (but I finally did) because I had so many memories attached to them. I knew that I wasn't throwing the memories away, but I just felt this weird attachment to a pair of boots with holes in the heels. (and an umbrella with a broken spoke, but that went out with the boots too.)  61/365 :: Saturday 2 March 2019 years ago, I first heard about a secondhand store that sold items that had been left in the luggage that was lost/left at airports, and I was quite fascinated by that. flashforward ten or fifteen years, and I heard about a book that featured one such store, and I had to read it. it was cute, but I do love YA novels.  62/365 :: Sunday 3 March 2019 everyone loves getting mail.  63/365 :: Monday 4 March 2019
here we are again.
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6/13/2019 11:34:44 pm
Donating to goodwill is a tradition for my family. Every year, we try to donate whatever we have. It is not really because we are rich or anything, rather, it was because we have things to give. We do not force ourselves to give something because that is just hypocritical. To be honest, it is because we have things that we have to let go off. Every year, we try to move on from things that we do not want anymore. Leave a Reply. |
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