I’m still working on that whole Mission Organization 2011 thing. We’ve moved the desk and all the office supplies out of the guest room and into the parlor. We intend for the parlor to become the office/library/man cave and the guest room to be just a guest room. Novel concept, yes?
It’s been a major chore. I spent most of Monday filing away a year’s worth of paperwork that somehow escaped my attention. Easy to do when it is hidden away in a closet where nobody can see it. It is a pain, but getting organized does have it’s benefits. Just this morning, while cleaning out the desk, I stumbled upon some buried treasure.
I can’t remember the last time I used a film camera. I can’t even remember what my last film camera looked like. The disposable cameras, no doubt, were shot by my children. Who knows what pictures lie inside? Once I found an old role of film and had it developed. The photos were of a friend’s wedding, by the time I got them back she had already divorced!
I found a $50 restaurant gift card. Note the chewed up corner. I remember that Geo was chewing on it so I took it from him and stuffed it where I found it. Sure miss that cool cat. I think I’ll have to save this, but I’m sure going to use the gift card inside. I’m not passing up the opportunity to have someone else cook for me.
When I found this piece of paper I let out a whoop that scared the daylights out of the cat. The previous owners of this old place had left us the stain recipe for all of the trim in the house. In order to alter or refinish any woodwork (which there is a LOT of) we would need to match the stain. I thought I had lost the recipe forever. I can’t tell you how happy I am to not have to try to figure out how to recreate it. And, in case I ever lose it again, I’m going to document it here on the ol’ blog. It’s Minwax stain 1/2 pint 233, 1/4 pint 210B and 1/4 pint 225. Yay!
Last, and certainly not least, I found the most priceless of all documents. It is the score card from the one and only time I have ever beat my Mom and my aunt at scrabble. They are DIE HARD scrabble players. Ruthless. Completely ruthless. So my winning against them was akin to the Cubs winning the World Series. I think I’m going to frame this and hang it on the wall.