Remembrance

Remarkably I found myself cleaning out an old closet space. Full of past present and today's current events. Unlike any other soccer mom I was determined to transform this space into the ultimate computer lab. For any recognition as an picture framed generated technician. With of course the help of your helpful hardware store. My wild ideas always have turn key observation accessories to design and add an air of completion. The before picture and an after. Who knows maybe an onboard investment challenge equipped with all the bells and whistles to investigate intriguing puzzles to solve. Disappearances conquest by conquistadors. Finding sensitive material to complete and examine the fixation of transgression and no not espionage. Some would say hey honey you've been watching too many square box channels. A private space to cut loose. To begin adventures to write about. Putting my rubber on my finger I pulled a stack of papers out of a colored folder. Thumbing through I began reading the header of a letter sent a decade ago. Origami figures, napkin folding, calligraphy. Art institute classes for challenged extra curriculum values introduced. I immediately pulled the letter out of the stack and set it aside for omptinois attentions. Quite seriously this was intriguing and worth my finger flipping life time. I do know I was occupied back then but construed upon the chance to be derived at dignified expertise. Sometimes people often notice those little things but obtuse persons are preoccupied. They give it a toss to the side and can't find what there looking for until it's right under their nose. I just couldn't let one letter stop my entertainment. However the arts rolled back and forth and forth wit a phone number to jot. My space has not even been created and I'm ready to go to work. I jotted information down and off to mellencamp. Search and compile. Gadgets for the trash and there it is an Allen wrench scotch tape ruler batteries material pieces with the cutting edges different sizes of squares. I must of had good intentions. I finally came upon some rice paper. I ended up filling the side with boxes of different colors and quality of paper. Reams of paper stashed away. Hangers falling on the floor with out dated clothing kept back for what? Always up with the Jones'. You'll never know but Halloween is around the corner. I usually find some rags in here for getting up today in the trash bag we go. I'm going to be running on borrowed time. I have to make way I need tools from the garage. If I run into a storm I'll call the contractor. If all else fails he's just a hop skip and jump away. Who would think that one would become dirty in such respect. Washing my hands and picking up some of the mixed folders to take to brunch. I got my coffee cup,a little creme on the side. I opened the folder to examine single invoices, receipts, invitations award letters of acceptance. Some research papers. In conclusion I'm happy to reinivate but have a sense of pride to some of my past. Hopefully I had found something I had put on the back burner and I forgot to turn it on. So I don't regret holding back the extra wisdom. Reminiscent is a cocktail of fidelity in exposure to time relevance. My desire to compete was in existence. I need to focus as there is no trophy. I suppose one who could consider my completed space my trophy. I found some old cards for sympathy, congratulations, happy birthday. Just for fun I opened a couple three and I burst into tears. I found big, one hundred dollar bills. Five to be exact. I must of forgot to take the money out. All these years, really. I must of been saving back for my accredited classes. In the big shuffle of moving I absent mindedly through my extra items in the closet. Couple checks enclosed but there no longer any good. What a small reward towards my eager beaver wages. I must take some extra time I do think I had better settle back and contact our local contracting firm to conduct further diplomacy. I am tired from cleaning but I can get the dates of demolition and plan accordingly. Making a small blue print of my space and hopefully I can add a window. Opening up the closet area. I can get by with one placard. Normal people have armoire female in gender. Outside the box. I contacted the contractors and there will be here yet today. Cancellations are a work in progress. After they visit I have concrete decisions. Making way for new beginnings. I can sit back and relax. You know even if I don't get my window I have a good excuse to break outside upon recognition of my fortress. We don't always get what we want but we can dream.... Lucky as it maybe I did get my window. How they ever equipped my desire. They do aim to please. I was really impressed with the openness, freshness. I just couldn't wait to reveal the transformation. I thought I was going to camp out at the hardware store. Pandemonium of infiltrated trips. The measurements had to be precise. I was made ultimatums and two or three designs to derive. Price price, price. Quality of material to consider. Components rendered. Visual of mobility. Actual use and time of weighing the odds. The space became a real show stopper. I never did regret the division of gender space. It was a success I do remember the saving grace that day. Funny how you get excited to release your future plans goals or expectations. Appreciations are left undone. One giant bow on top to feast your eyes upon with an unveiling remembrance of greatness fulfillment to journey on. Such an appreciation went without recognition upon my disposal and with that being said another big bite of my pink lady and I'm off to the financial institution for a deposit. I'll never be forget the endurance of education and prosperity. But appreciation is bewildering in context.