I’m beginning to think I might fit the profile of a hoarder. These boxes were stashed in various bathroom drawers. There isn’t anything inside any of them. Completely empty.
I’d like to blame some of this foolishness on Studly Doright. And that’s exactly what I’ll do. Brilliant.
“Studly, you got some ‘splaining to do!”
Good riddance to empty boxes.
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Doing the best I can with what I have
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You know, if they’d been stashed near your gift wrap, you could have claimed they were an environmentally friendly stash of future gift boxes!
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I have wrapped stuff for my husband in a Victoria’s Secret bag. He’s never amused.
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Evil. I love it.
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Plastic bags, empty boxes – all carefully kept in immaculate condition. I could be worried about you. Except that you are managing the challenge wonderfully.
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Thanks! I’m beginning to realize I could do this challenge for several months and never run out of items to discard. Scary.
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