Downsizing Once Again
You know that everyone has a passion for something. Some people watch football. Others collect stamps. So let me have the fun of browsing and buying when the sun is out and great bargains are in full display at a yard sale down the street. There comes the day of reckoning, however, when it is time to donate the overflow to some needy charity. Just the other day I went through my four closets of clothing purchased over the years and decided to get rid of anything that I hadn’t worn for at least a year. I had already donated everything that I had outgrown except for that long gold yellow voile dress with the butterfly sleeves which will not allow me to close the zipper but I still can’t bear to part with it.
Digging deeper into one closet I found the fox fur with the head and tail still intact that is a family heirloom. Once I showed it at an antique display at school when I was a teacher and I distinctly remember another teacher telling me to take it out of the display because it was a prime example of animal cruelty. No one is perfect. That teacher happened to be wearing leather shoes at the time.