This is a box of rose petals, yes dried rose petals. People Cortney has been gone from this house since 1994! (yes Cort I realize they are from Ryan and they are special that's why when I come to visit you this week they will be visiting you as well. Ok, moving right along.
Why can I not part with this T-shirt. I guess because Cortney was soooooo crazy about these guys and I'll never forget taking my girls to their concert in St. Louis! (boy that was a crazy day huh) Guess what guys you to will have a new residence by the end of the week. Next thing up........
OH MY GOSH!!!! Look at all these dyeable shoes. Now really who in their right mind would ever wear these again. They will not be going to Cortneys' house to live because they are now residing in the trash can. Oh, except for Corts' bridal shoes, I just couldn't bear to toss them, so they too are going along for the ride. And while we are on the subject of shoes, Cortney please tell me those are not a pair of your old cheerleading asics........oh I can't wait to open this......Oh, Cortney no!!!!! Sorry folks this box has a story of it's own and will have to wait!! I know, I know the suspense is killing you isn't it. Oh and I know it's killing Cortney, cause she can't stand suspense. HA!!!
Looky here what I found next, a little brownie dress. Don't worry, it's not moving residence either, I packed it into a plastic container along with this sweet sailor dress of Caseys' that I couldn't bear to part with.
Oh Casey, you looked so adorable in this little red dress with your red hair and I always loved sailor collars, especially this one with your name on it.
And all the cheerleading uniforms, couldn't bear to toss those either, so they too now reside in the plastic container with a few more nostalgic things from days go by.
Whoa! Wait a minute I got way off the subject. Come back to me Becky girl, come on back. Ok, I'm back. After getting into Cortneys' closet and organizing and reorganizing I ended up with 4 trash bags full of stuff for the goodwill. I wish you guys could of seen the mess I had at this point. Now this morning our house was pretty straight. OH, OH, not anymore. At this point it was time for Alvin to come home for lunch. My head starts spinning, I'm feeling a little dizzy, the next thing I know I'm yelling. HELP ME OPRAH WINFREY! HELP ME TOM CRUISE!! WILL SOMEBODY PLEASE HELP ME!!! And then he appears MY HERO!!! Yep Alvin waltzed into the room and after lunch he helped me get everything picked up, his clothes are back in the closet, my old work uniforms are out on the back porch waiting for the logo's to be cut out so I can destroy them and I WILL get the rest of the closets cleaned out tomorrow......after all tomorrow is another day!!!!