Who are Donna and Jeff

Some things just make you go HMMM. I’ve been going thru totes of memories that we have moved from one house to another to another to another. The best part was reading through old letters from friends of 45+ years…laughing, shaking my head, and doing a lot of WHATS??? I read things that could easily have been someone else’s life because I had a lot of blanks in my memory. I took snapshots of some things and emailed to my loves who are still a part of my life….and….googled other people who are not in my life anymore and sent out some feelers because I want to know how they are and if they are happy and content. It’s been a great few days getting to know me again as a young woman!

But the one that really got me was finding a box of our wedding reception napkins. I decided to just take them upstairs and use them instead of storing them. I mean after 41 years, we haven’t needed them for anything else.

Who the hell are Donna and Jeff. Half the box. Question number 1. If Donna and I both had the same color combo in our weddings a week apart, I need to find her.

Did Donna find some of our napkins in her box of napkins?

Did Donna and Jeff make it 41 years.

I need to know!

Until next time….

And THEN he actually said….

Do you want to keep this box?

I gave him the look that had only previously been used when I learned that he had discarded the lids to my stash of cool whip containers.

The only reason he asks now has to do with a very traumatic event (for him) which happened last year. I had been saving “good” cardboard boxes in a corner of the basement to put “for thrift store” items in. Lo and freeking behold, when I went to the basement to retrieve a box, the basement was empty of boxes…..WHAT? ARE YOU KIDDING ME? WHY DO YOU THINK I SAVED THOSE BOXES ONE INSIDE THE OTHER?

We used to live in an A frame house that he built. Along both sides there were cubby holes and in one little corner, I had hoarded many, many, many Christmas present boxes. The next two house to house moves we made, that collection dwindled. I still feel the loss. The feeling that all is well with the world when I would see my stack of department store boxes which had been dutifully handed out by clerks from the stash behind the checkout counter during Christmas shopping season.

Because of my love for stacks of empty boxes, I giggled with satisfaction when this meme showed up on my Facebook wall last week.

Box people unite…I love you, I would be so “in” to be invited to a cardboard box Facebook group.

Until next time….