I don't know if you get periodic phone calls from different organizations saying, "We're going to have a truck in your neighborhood on May 22, do you have any stuff you can donate?"
[Note: The date is not always May 22. Although sometimes it is.]
Ever since I started The Junk Pyramid I've made an effort to say yes whenever one of these organizations calls. Thus far, I've gotten four calls. I've said yes to three of them. I had to turn one down because it was for the day before someone else was coming.
When the National Children's Center called a couple weeks ago and asked if they could take some stuff on May 22, I agreed. I assumed I would have accumulated a lot of stuff by then.
Unfortunately, the two weeks between then and now coincided with a heretofore unheard of era of slackerdom here at The Pyramid. This afternoon when I was putting my measly little bag of items together, I decided to do a little digging to flesh out my donation. So I visited my garage.
And hoo boy, did I flesh it out:
A few of those things I have to throw away. I don't think anyone wants a slightly dirty duvet or dog bed. Or a used litter box. But the baby gates and the toys? Score.
See Sam standing inside the house wistfully looking at me as I got rid of his toys?
I'm pretty sure my neighbors were wondering what exactly the hell I was doing too.
Also in my garage I found a garbage bag full of outgrown clothes that I had separated out at some point in the past and then forgotten about.
Lots of outgrown clothes. These clothes:
My sad little donation looks a lot more awesome now.
Total items for today...(wait for it)...: 115