Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Funny story. My husband came out of my closet with a pair of men's shoes in hand the other day. I believe what he said was, "Whose are these?" with an incredulous look on his face. Now I don't know if he fell for the story or not but I told him I got them for him at Goodwill. Would your husband have believed that one? I mean, who would buy someone else's shoes? Not me, usually. These shoes, though, were Rockports which cost over $100 if they are new. Well, these were only $1. My neighbor actually made me buy them. The devil made me do it.
They were his size and I thought he might like to wear them to school since he is on his feet all the time. I was going to polish them and make them look totally spiffy, which I had not yet done. So he's holding the 'not new' but 'like new' shoes wondering, "What the heck?" Is this my wife?
Back to Goodwill. I really love them because they provide jobs. I love their name. It reminds me of "Peace on earth, good will to men." Their mission statement touches me.
"Goodwill Industries International enhances the dignity and quality of life of individuals, families and communities by eliminating barriers to opportunity and helping people in need reach their fullest potential through the power of work."
If you need to clean out the clutter, and who doesn't, consider placing it in a shopping bag and letting it go out of your house and back in circulation for the Greater Good. And you get a tax deduction. Works for me.