Cleaned out the basement tonight, with the kids' help. It needed doing. I volunteered to burn the paper-waste in our burning barrel.
As I loaded the barrel and lit it, I noticed a tattered shoebox of homemade paper dolls. I remembered the hours of fun our middle two daughters enjoyed with these dolls. The clothes were made from wallpaper sample books, obtained free from a local store. Who says fun has to cost something?
I almost kept them, rescued from the burning, just for the memories. But I didn't.
I know that last second "should I?" feeling! I love to purge and it's so freeing but comes rough to my pack rat soul!
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