Well, OK, maybe she didn't say it everyday, and maybe she wasn't looking at me, but it seemed that way, and it was appropriate then, and ever since. I've paved that road pretty well by now.
One item continually on my list of good intentions is to clean my basement. Since I've been avoiding this for so long, maybe I can't even claim my intentions are good. The task just seems insurmountable. If I am to face this, I must clear off the dust and cobwebs and figure out what to do with the following, most of which contain their own good intentions:
- Baskets of clothes that no longer fit, but that I hope will again some day
- Rolls of insulation I intend someday to use to cover the steam pipes
- Jelly jars for the next time I get around to making jam. (The last time was 6 years ago)
- Screens for doors I no longer have
- Old lps for a turntable that no longer works
- A chest of needlework materials for the next time I get a yen to crochet or knit or embroider
- Carousels of slides from vacations back to 1973, or maybe earlier, I'm not sure
- Boxes and boxes of old pictures. Some are of ancestors I faintly recognize. Some are my own in need of sorting, labeling, etc.
- Stacks of paint cans each containing just a bit of leftover paint from one room or another, most of them without a label. I'd throw them out, but the directions from the city on what to throw where and when are too confusing.
- 10 cartons or more of income tax papers. How many are you supposed to keep?
- A doll's crib my father made for me that I keep because he made it. Maybe one of my nephews will have a child that will want it.
- A carton of leftover mugs from my 40th high school reunion. The 50th is in October.
- Christmas cards--lots of Christmas cards
- A Christmas tree stand I haven't used since my last real tree
- 6 remaining screwdrivers from the set of 12 my father gave me
- An ironing board gathering dust, next to the sewing machine in the same condition
- A basket of clothes needing mending or ironing (hmmm)
- A variety of cleaning products I no longer use
Except, of course, now I have to go and do the laundry which is, you're right, in the basement. Check on me if you don't hear from me in a few days.