HOW I WASTE MY TIME

How do I spend my time? Other than sleeping and eating, not a heck of a lot. Today I was standing in the hallway asking the age old question "WHAT IS THAT SMELL?" It kinda reminded me of old cat food. After moving furniture and sniffing all corners ( Oh, I am so glad no one walked in on me doing that. I look crazy enough on a regular day) I concluded there was no left over cat food hiding. It still did not answer the question though.

So in a small fit of insanity. I began to clean out the hall closet. That lead me to the next question.  How can five people with no money own so many shoes? We could give Imelda Marcos a run for her money.
*Side note* If you had to Google who Imelda Marcos was, you are too young for me.

 The embarrassing part came when I realized that 90% of that huge pile of shoes we mine. I don't go anywhere. Why do I need so many shoes? Duh, to go with all the purses. After sorting all the shoes I was pleasantly surprised to discover only two shoes without mates. I guess you could put them together and have a very interesting, unique pair of shoes. I then began to dig my way out of the pile discarding old ugly shoes along the way. When I was done, I had pared the pile down to two pairs for each person in the house, and 236 pairs left for me. I thought it was a pretty good job. I finally had a sense of accomplishment.

I have now put in a call to the Diabetes Clothesline http://www.diabetes.ca/get-involved/supporting-us/clothesline/ to come and pick up all the old shoes. This is a great program. If you have one in your area, I strongly recommend it. Everyone benefits.

Next up, I think I will tackle the old, ugly clothes the rest of the family has tucked away in their closets. I consider this a public service. After all, no one wants to see that Hawaiian shirt you have left over from Spring Break in High School. I don't care if it is your lucky shirt. I am saving humanity by getting rid of it.