While pruning and purging the bedroom I found a number of miscellaneous things that don’t really fit any category, but need to go to a home that can use them, not just store them. I found a box of mementos from the US/Soviet Peace Camp our family did before the iron curtain fell. (I’m passing on the plastic toys.) I found electric curlers (I’m never going back to a hair style that requires them.) I found some gag gifts. (Most of my peers passed 50 awhile ago.) But alas, I then found several items that made me wince. These were high quality skirts and a suit that for some reason I had stored in Jim’s side of the closet. Hmmm. Grey isn’t my color. Let it go to someone who is a “winter.”