Today we will continue the job we started in the attic. We have almost filled the skip my parents rented. We probably could have gotten the really big one, or even had them switch it out yesterday. There is some serious crap in that attic. My dad poised himself in the garage to make sure we didn't throw out any "good stuff." He rescued some duck decoys (he can give them to someone) and some beer POS (Those mirrors they put up in bars or the giant Heineken bottles). I didn't find the Blythe dolls (yet!) or the Bruins' program that's signed by four of the 70s era guys, including Wayne Cashman. I fear the latter is in the skip. Our goal for today is to take out the mattress, room-sized hot pink shag rug, and the old doll house. Then we're going to sort the Christmas decorations. I managed to salvage one tree skirt yesterday (gold, not really what I am looking for but it will do until I get to my Big Ideas), so I'm hoping to score another today.
I don't know who this potential 35-year-old grandmother is but she's "off down the shops to stock up on ...cross stitch patterns." Because that's what grandmothers do, you understand.
(Can I just point out that this is, like, not even news? A woman had kids when she was young and they might do the same? Stop.The.Presses!)
Old Lady Count: 6