MMA is starting to notice all the bare spots where stuff used to live.
But has my spring cleaning gone too far?
I had this old sumpin' or other laying around my house that was a gift that I loved and enjoyed for years. Then it sat in a cabinet collecting dust. I never had the heart to get rid of it. So I loaded it in the car today and dropped it off on my SIL's front porch. When she was suppose to be at work.
I figured she'd find it and wonder about the secret benefactor that knows her tastes so well. Warm fuzzies. (Or call me and say, "what the hell?")
In truth, I really thought she would appreciate the little re-gift because the colors compliment her lovely house.
Well, before I could even pull off the street she was pouncing my cell phone to ask "What the drive-by do you think you're doing?"
We had a little laugh before she affirmed what I already know...we're just two junkaholics trying to stay clean and take it one day at a time. The last thing she needs is me offering her my knick knacks, much less dropping them off.
I promised to pick it up on Sunday.
Maybe she'll change her mind.
17 hours ago