I’ve mentioned in previous posts that even though I intend to limit the amount of stuff that my sons have to go through when we’re gone, they will have to deal with my random stashes of rocks and shark’s teeth. I found another one a few days ago when I checked the pockets on a tote bag I’ll be donating. There are two takeaways from this:
- My love for rocks knows no bounds.
- Always check your pockets before washing clothes and/or donating items.