Sentimental Goat
I've been cleaning out some cupboards in the kitchen. A. bought me a present last Tuesday, a brand new handblender. The old one really needed to go so I'm thinking of someone who could use it [one of my friends perhaps]. I'm happy with the new one, it looks really cool and hopefully I can use it soon and give it a try... While cleaning out the cupboards and throwing out stuff I no longer need, I found something dear to me. Something that's already 30 years old...
Silly how a piece of plastic can bring back some memories and even more silly, realising that you can be so attached to something that it takes so much to let go of. To compromise I decided to scan the picture. It's a picture by Disney and the piece of plastic used to be my place mat when I was a little girl. The rubber on the back is completely worn out and gone; all that is left is this picture printed on plastic. So I scanned the picture and I'm now trying to adjust to the idea of throwing it in the bin along with all the stuff that I haven't used for years.
Why do people collect so much crap over the years? Why is it so hard to just throw it out. It has to go, that's for sure. I'll have just one more look at it and then it is gonna go, definitely! *sentimental goat*
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