The things I saved

The things we save over a lifetime, treasures to one, trash to another.  It's funny to see what I thought was worth squirreling away when I decided my childhood was behind me.   My sister mailed me a box of my collectables I had stored at my dad's house in my old toy box.

The only theme to what was kept appears to be stuff I thought was cute.  I also snagged things I liked that my older sisters discarded, hence the three McDonald's trash can banks.

I mentioned in my last post one goal was to minimize the number of keepsake bins.  Now to decide what stays and what goes.  Pumpkin kitty has been with me forever, he'll stay : )

I loved being a Girl Scout.  It was fun to see my old sash and all the patches.  There was something very satisfying to finishing all the requirements for a patch, plus those patches are really cute.

I had to laugh when I came across this old photo of me.  I must be around seven or eight.   I was the youngest of three girls and this picture definitely sums up my childhood attitude, fearlessness mixed with a touch of crazy.   Well, maybe not so fearless, I was terribly afraid of the dark.

The old vehicle in the background is a 1965 International Scout.  My dad still owns it and it does still run.  I come from a long line of people who keep things.

Thanks for stopping by for a visit, Lisa