It’s a (small) miracle.

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I stepped out of the shower the other morning to a bit of a racket. Getting dressed, I followed the sound to what can only be described as a miracle.

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The husband’s truck was full of boxes and bags that had been cluttering up a section of our cellar for years. It was his ‘yard sale I’ll never get around to having because I’d much rather shop at one than set one up’ pile. There were things I’d tried to get rid of, things his mother gave us, things his sister left after she moved out, things from my mother’s house after she passed, things we no longer needed, things we never needed.

There were lots and lots of things.

I’ve been trying to donate all those things to Salvation Army for years, but he always muttered ‘yard sale’ when I broached the subject.

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So here’s the miracle – my husband was getting his haircut last week when he heard a woman talking about a local charity rummage sale that was accepting donations. All the money raised would go to fund school trips for kids who otherwise couldn’t afford to go. A real no child left behind effort.

Apparently that’s what it took for my other half to relinquish his hold on the pile of things.

I eagerly jumped in to help before he changed his mind and we ended up donating 3 full truck loads.

Hallelujah!

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Beach glass and dishes? Sure.

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Baskets? Those too.

Though I’m glad I did a little sorting and cleaning before putting things in the truck.

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I doubt anyone wants to buy this guy.

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31 thoughts on “It’s a (small) miracle.”

  1. Congratulations 🎉🍾 It’s such a good feeling to purge. Glad your husband finally decided to let some things go. Excellent cause!!

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  2. I’m not one to say “I told you so”. Who am I kidding, it’s one of life’s simple pleasures. I’m going to go ahead and have this one, but all the rest of the pleasure is for you.😁

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  3. My computer “conked out” the other day and I didn’t have a clue what was wrong. I called in a tech wizard, who informed me that the battery in my mouse was dead. So I’m thinking that the issue with the conked-out critter in the basket may have been the same, and could have been resolved by putting a new battery in the dead mouse….but I guess it’s too ‘late’ now.

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    1. He didn’t, but not for lack of trying. On our last trip the lady said said he could look around and pick a few things since we gave so much. To this I gave a loud and resounding NOOOO!

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