Boxes, boxes, and boxes of collectibles value yes, sentimental value extreme. Why is it then that I never take them out of their nicely packed boxes and look at them ever? In my case it’s never getting situated in a home, moving several times since I got out of high school, so many that I’ve only been notified of jury duty twice in the last eleven years. I remember as a child from age 6 through about 11 I would ask for baseball cards as a main gift. I’d love to read the stats, memorize them and have hours of conversation with my Grandpa, Uncles, and Great Uncles and oh how they were amazed since I was probably 9 or 10 at the time. As my great uncles have passed away, my Grandpa is nearing death, and I’ve been too busy with life to look back on these memories, there’s no time like now to pursue this. It’s going to be one thing just to look at them and another huge task to have the important ones out nice and neat either putting them on a shelf, clear plastic, making a collage or a new system that works great for keeping them easily accessible.
I would love to start this task sometime this week and complete it within two months. I will have to look at what I have to situate them nicely, spend a few hours reflecting on my childhood, make my room look great, and hey I may even sell a few and use the money for frames, paint, or maybe even a piece of new furniture. This sounds like a huge task, but I know once I start I’ll enjoy it.
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