From October through December, the Amazon boxes arrived. Tiny ones holding games and books, and larger ones with Lego sets and bigger treasures. They were stashed in car trunks and the attic, or hidden in plain sight on the shelves of my closet. On Christmas Eve, while the children were at the movies, I gathered the packages into one place and began sorting, wrapping the gifts that were inside, and stacking the empty packing boxes to the side.
This week, as we recover from the holidays and prepare to get back to school, we are filling those boxes back up again. Amazon and Goodwill have partnered up to cover the cost of shipping those boxes to the nearest Goodwill, and while I would prefer to send our things to the St Vincent de Paul thrift store, the sad fact is that at 31 weeks pregnant I’m too lazy to drive the 30 minutes to get there with the multiple car loads of stuff that I can pack into this plethora of packaging. Right now, “we’ll come and get it” works for me.
This year my annual post-Christmas purge has a goal – I will send out of this house as much as we brought in. We are filling up the dozen or so boxes, and I’m gleefully watching the mail people take them away.
If your house is like ours, and holdding a stash of Amazon boxes, I invite you to join us on our 13th Day of Christmas Cleanout.
Sing it with me now “On the 13th Day of Christmas my True Love Gave to me a postman to take all our junk awaaaaaaay.”
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