One person's clutter is another person's treasure

Never has this been more true than this morning. I came downstairs to head off to work. I was running very late - which inevitably means sitting in horrendous traffic for 30-40 min longer than it normally takes me to get to work.

I live in a fairly decent, you could say upperclass, neighborhood. And as I got to my car I noticed a disheveled man poking through the bins looking for clothes/food. He had a few plastic bags on him already filled to the brim with other people's shoes, clothes, discarded kumkums. It was a cold morning, and even though I was late, I remembered that I had a box-full of promotional T-shirts from the company I work for in the boot (trunk) of my car. I took out a few of the shirts - I did not think my work would mind too much - and I went and gave them to the man. "Shakran Shakran" He was soooo grateful.

I had just returned to my car when a thought came to me that I am always complaining about the clutter in my apartment that needs to be cleaned up. I have a huge iMac box full of my husband's old clothes that has been sitting, tablecloth draped over it, in our lounge since the day after we got married. I have a cupboard full of old dishes that the previous owner of our flat left when she moved out. I have a suitcase full of old blankets and pillows that a friend gave to me to "look after" when he made Yeridah and never came back! Everywhere CLUTTER CLUTTER CLUTTER !

I went back to the man and told him to come back tomorrow at lunch time and I will give him clothes and blankets and dishes and food - he "shakraned" me a few more times and now I have the daunting task of dealing with the mess in my apartment that I have been meaning to take care of for sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo long. But it's all for a good cause!

It's been a while

My husband asked me to re-instate the iPod song of the day - so I am forced to admit that I have not blogged for a long time and that I miss it. Mine is not a problem of nothing to blog about - rather the opposite - too much to blog about. I am overwhelmed with stories, links, emotions, thoughts that I wish to write about and quite frankly cannot find the time for.

I am happy to say though that I am getting better. Except for the small matter of some surgery I am having next week - which may just give me enough time to catch up on my blog reading and writing.

I am also happy to wish Rampisad a very happy Happy 60th Birthday. Abba you sure are getting old! :)

Anyway - not sure if anyone even bothers to read it - but it is the reason I am now blogging again - check out the iPod song of yesterday on the left-hand-side.