I’ve been going 35 miles per hour working on “downsizing.”  (I’ve slowed down now that I am “three quarters and counting”!!)  A comment about my new blog, from an RVing friend, prompted me to stop and prepare another message. I found the following in some old correspondence.

THE TURKEY POPPED OUT OF THE OVEN

The turkey popped out of the oven
and rocketed in to the air;
It knocked every plate off the table
and partly demolished a chair.
It ricocheted into a corner
and burst with a deafening boom,
Then splattered all over the kitchen,
completely obscuring the room.
It stuck to the walls and the windows,
it totally coated the floor.
There was turkey attached to the ceiling,
where there had never been turkey before…
It blanketed every appliance,
it smeared every saucer and bowl;
There wasn’t a way I could stop it;
that turkey was out of control.
I scraped and I scraped with displeasure
and though with chagrin as I mopped,
That I would never again stuff a turkey
with popcorn that hadn’t been popped.

~~~~~~ written by Jack Prelutsky ~~~~~

I’m encouraged because I can see some progress (downsizing).  Three empty boxes will go to the dumpster.  I have emptied a two-drawer file cabinet that I will advertise for sale.  One day very soon, I’ll go through the file folders and toss (shred) a lot of old material.  Slowly, things are moved to the box that contains donations for the Boutique.  However, too much stuff is laid aside because I’m not ready to part with it yet.  Over two dozen books are now on the bookshelf “because I want to read them before I give them away.”  ~~  Plenty of time for reading, and downsizing, because I learned this morning that my building–where I volunteer–will be closed until January 2nd.

Gotta tell ya: Eight squirrels in my yard this morning!!  This is the first time I have had so many at one time.  The word is out: “There’s a ‘nutty’ old lady in an apartment near the woods.”