Journal entry by Eve Ilsen — 23 minutes ago
My laptop is doing weird things, and if it quits in the middle I will be mightily pissed.
Maybe it is trying to kasher itself for Pesach---I don't think that works so good for a MacBook.
That is what the day has been about: cleaning out, sorting, getting into corners, making gruesome discoveries (like the bottom drawer of the stove, which perhaps has not been removed or cleaned for years, testified by the mouse poop on the floor beneath it.) I waver between appreciating the abundance of this household which has hosted so many people and classes over the years, and the growing discomfort that this is an excess for one person. Since I am not called to make any drastic changes so far, I am dealing with these contradictory feelings by culling and donating---canned and packaged foodstuffs, glassware, books, clothing, dishtowels, bedlinen, yarn.
Yesterday I was given a wonderful piece of information.
I have apportioned my beloved's clothing to various individuals and to the Hospice Thrift Shop, but one question remained: what do I do with used undershorts? You can't just give those away; and thrift shops, quite rightly, do not take them.
But throwing them all out seemed so very wasteful...
And yesterday I learned that if I cut off the elastic, I can give the pure cotton to Greenwood Wildlife Rescue to make into nesting material for baby critters---rabbits, foxes, coyotes, birds, raccoons. Remembering my beloved's willingness to come with me even on a shabbos to rescue a goose whose legs were entangled in fishing twine, I think he would consider this a worthy solution.