Seems to be my thing lately. Now granted I am a bit of a clean freak, but first it was cleaning With Caution and now I’m cleaning house. I’m in one of those throw everything away and get new junk modes. I get like that on occasion. I’ve decided Tyson is a pack rat. I thought I left that behind with my dad and my sister when I moved out. OH NO! Ty has graded school papers from last year stuffed in his desk. I went through his clothes to get rid of the ones he’s outgrown. He sat in there and pulled stuff out of the pile. Every piece of clothing he owns is his “favorite”. I finally told him I was going to beat him senseless if he didn’t get out and let me throw his stuff away. Now come on that sounds reasonable, doesn’t it? So I finally get rid of him, by distracting him with a box. The boy is weird he loves boxes and bags. You buy him a toy and he plays with the box in came in longer that the toy itself. Anyway, I finally get him out of there and out of my “throw away” pile and in comes Mason. One of Mase’s old karate uniforms (gees? whatever) was in the pile. It’s like 4 sizes too small. Yeah we kept it
Written by JL Langley
JL is a full-time writer, with over ten novels to her credit. Among her hobbies she includes reading, practicing her marksmanship (she happens to be a great shot), gardening, working out (although she despises cardio), searching for the perfect chocolate dessert (so far as she can tell ALL chocolate is perfect, but it requires more research)
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