Does my basement make me look fat? Yes, I’m purging again. Bit by bit, we’re giving away a variety of toys, mismatched furniture and miscellany. The hard part is the sorting and cataloguing. It all takes time, and who has time?
The easy part is finding new homes for all the stuff. Batches of toys last week went to friends with young kids. Educational books and games went to classrooms. Over the weekend, I tallied my jigsaw puzzles, identified a pile I no longer wished to keep, and advertised them on a local Freecycle website.
The first person to email me was rather curt. But nevertheless the early bird gets the worm, so I sent her our address and we set up a pick-up time. At the door, she wasn’t much warmer.
Then, as she balanced the tall stack of puzzles in her arms and prepared to leave, she offhandedly mentioned why she was taking them. Turns out she has a friend coping with depression. He distracts himself with jigsaw puzzles. These were for him.
The lady at my door may not have been high-spirited or bubbly (off-topic, suddenly I’m craving champagne), but her actions certainly spoke for themselves.
Deepak Chopra said: “There are no extra pieces in the universe. Everyone is here because he or she has a place to fill, and every piece must fit itself into the big jigsaw puzzle.”
I won’t use the phrase “puzzle obsession,” but you can see why I could afford to give a few away.
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