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Carol Perkins: Give it UP
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By Carol Perkins
On our radio show, Susan and I declared the month of January as "Give It Up" month. Whether your time, money, clothes, bad habits, or negative attitude, it's time to give it up.
My first project had more to do with Guy than with me. He needed, in my opinion, to give up items in his closet that he didn't even remember were there. When he left for the post office, I began.
I tackled the top row first. Shirts and more shirts, most in plastic bags from when he once took them to the cleaners, hung in the back. I pulled them out and laid them on the bed. After three trips back and forth, I emptied the top row. Guy came home too soon. "What's all this?" he asked, looking at the pile of his clothes on the bed. "What are you doing in my closet?"
He assured me he needed everything and I need to stay out of his stuff. I held up shirts he hadn't worn in years. "Where'd that come from?" he asked. "I still wear that," he said about another. He parted with four shirts, and I hung the rest back where I found them. Then I organized his sweaters-some I found in the hall closet, some in a box on his top shelf, and others on the rack. "Is that mine?" he asked when I showed him a red sweater vest he had forgotten. I found three sportscoats in the hall closet that he didn't remember. "These are good coats," he declared. "Why didn't I know they were there?"
"Didn't you know that I've been hiding your clothes?" I replied.
I pulled out his t-shirts and summer golf shirts and made a too-small stack. "This isn't mine," he said when he spotted his Low-Down Pesky Buzzard shirt. "Of course, it is. You got it when we went to hear Tommy Lane's (Shirley) band." Then he remembered. The next day he put on that shirt.
I organized his closet and threatened to take out all his shoes and shoeboxes so I could vacuum, but he hasn't done it yet. A few days later, he was trying to find a jacket. "It was right there on the bottom row," he said. "I can't find anything."
He has worn different shirts for the last week and found his jacket, but the floor remains untouched. I guess I'll have to GIVE UP that project and wait until he decides it's time. "Someday, when you're gone, I'm going to go through YOUR closet and throw out YOUR stuff," he threatened.
I'm not worried. He wouldn't dare--I don't think.
You can contact Carol at firstname.lastname@example.org.
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