Saturday, April 19, 2003
at 7:01 PMWould You, Could You, In A Box?
Yesterday I went through all the books in my closets and separated out the ones I am taking to Katy Budget Books. I then bisected what that left into "books I stole from The Father" and "books that are actually mine" piles. I carted The Father's books downstairs to his walk-in bedroom closet; after walking in, I set them on the floor next to his laundry basket, because The Father already stacked his limited shelf space full of cheap one-time read novels he purchases at Kroger every week. I stacked my books into a cardboard box I found, but I lack the packing tape to seal the box.
I want to move out of the house now.
I also scrutinized every item of clothing I own and stuffed what I never wear or grew too tubby for into a garbage bag to donate to Katy Christian Ministries at some point this week. I gave a few shirts to The Brat Baby and accepted the clothes she no longer wears. Mr. Ed and The Mongoloid have clothes in their room I need to usurp as well.
I stuffed my winter clothes into the empty drawers of my vanity. I had Kelley at work save a cardboard box for me to put these useless items in, but I forgot to cart it home with me when The Father arrived to pick me up. I need to call in and tell Bonnie I'll pick the box up sometime tomorrow.
