(Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday, too!)
Percussion, notebook paper, bouncy balls
Sunday: Off to a new home go a pair of cymbals, a little drum and its sticks, a rainstick sort of thingy, and a pan flute! Well, that's more than one thing, but we'll just call it "percussion" and send it on its noisy way!
Monday: You'd think a thesis was being written in longhand by the amount of lined paper in our basement cache. Forget about it! The rumpled pages are now in the recycling bin, and the bulk of the useable pages are sent to their new home, also. Keep that stuff circulating! Reduce, reuse, recycle!
Tuesday: The kids were bouncy ball freaks when they were little, and it's remarkable how quickly they (the balls, not the kids) reproduce. I put all the balls that would fit into an empty plastic jar (from my stash, yes - double points! It's the jar that looks like a teddy bear; it held animal crackers, once upon a time). I counted all the balls, wrote the number on the inside of the jar lid, and will donate this as a "guess-and-win" prize at the church bazaar later this year. So, the balls are still here, but they're contained (cutely) and they're on their way out. Guess how many bouncy balls? (121!)
One thing at a time!
xo, LD
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