Some people spend their summer Friday nights out carousing at nightclubs or at barbeque's with friends or at the very least...seeing a movie and having some dinner. Well, not me.
I'll be here (and Saturday night too) trying to make some sort of sense out of all the books and magazines I have yet to sort through. Don't misunderstand...I love having all this material, but if I don't stay on top of all the donations from friends, family and customers (some garage sale and thrifting too) it takes me longer to actually match pieces together for spectacular wallets. I dragged it all downstairs and am ready. The white box is filled with pages...pages...not full magazines, but pages I tore out of the first round of magazines a few weeks ago.
This represents a very short time period of collecting. I've decided to go through and pull out all the images to be filed later and to freecycle the rest in a big batch at the end of the weekend.
Thank God I love this or the task would seem daunting. I'm not even about to show you the newspapers!