Literally. Dave and I spent about 2 hours cleaning out our master closet. I had clothes from college that I haven't worn in as many years and still I have moved them at least 5 times. We had broken hangars, holey clothes, worn out shoes, about 15 various backpacks, duffel bags, stuff sacks, ties that my Dad wouldn't even wear, and belts worthy of a 15 year old goths wardrobe. That goodness for babysitters and Good Will.
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