The morning after BlogHerCon ...
B-friend's entirely too on-it this morning. He's stacked all of the GM bags we collected and organized the loads of schwag we accumulated at the end of BlogHer.
"I just couldn't let it all go to waste," he said.
I know, I know, if every person on the planet could pick up just one piece of trash, oh how much cleaner our planet could be; but all I could think about was the other 300 or so items we'd left at the hotel. A lifetime re-gifting supply of Crabtree & Evelyn.
B-friend laid out all of the items in degrees of desirability. He'd put the Elexa T-shirts in the "New Rag" pile.
"DOOOOoooon't!"
"You have so many of these already."
"I can't believe YOU are choosing what stays and what goes!"
"We have to be realistic, Jory. We can't keep all of this."
"Fine, but the Baby T's stay!"
"Fine."
I throw the Elexa condoms into the Keep pile.
"Why are you doing that, Jory?"
"I'm curious."
"I told you--we have too much stuff!'
"OK, I get it, we can keep the leather-bound CD cases, the corkscrews and the Yahoo! notebooks, but that's it, huh?"
"Those I can use for road trips."
"Fine. But gimme the Brandimensions highlighter."
(Exasperated sigh) "Fine ... hey, what are you doing! Why are you keeping all of that stuff over there!"
"These are gift piles. The bibs and the PBS Parents calendar go to Julie (my sister and mother of a four-month-old), I know Mom wants a tote. And they both get Crabtree & Evelyn."
"Jory! Didn't we just say we have to whittle this down?" He tossed the empty GM bags into the trash.
"DOOOOOOoooooOOOOOOooooon't!"
"No, Jory. We have to throw stuff out."
"We NEED those!
"For what?"
"Stuff ... lunches."
"I don't need them. And you work from home--you don't pack lunches. They go in recycling .... What are these, Bookmarks from Blurb? Throw these out."
"DOOOOOoooooOOOOOooooon't!"
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