storage

Saturday morning found us waist deep in boxes, papers, dog crates, and all manner of other junk in the Humane Society’s storage shed.

It was way overdue for a cleaning. Actually, folks have been piling stuff in there for years and I don’t think anyone has ever de-cluttered, at least not since I’ve been there.

There was a lot of sorting. A lot of trashing. A pickup truck full of papers to be shredded (really glad that job wasn’t delegated to me).

These guys worked while…

Jack and Jon ate rice crispy treats.

And I took pictures.

Yeah. We were a huge help. Pretty sure they couldn’t have done the job without us.

And we came home with a few things we definitely didn’t have before.