365: Red; February 11, Repurpose

Tonight, whist folding laundry, I realised, in addition to not enjoying the task, I was folding items I have way, way too many of. Like really, how many towels does a kinda single person need (my adult children have, wash and fold their own stuff)? How many towels that are more than 20 years old does any person need?

I also realised I have loads and loads of sheets for beds we no longer own, some tops and bottoms that don't match and some sets that are brown. Yuck. I don't know where those even came from.

In our city, there is a drop-in centre, which, from the outside looks palatial. I know, for some of the residents and people who use the facility, it is palatial - much more so than a bed under the bridge when it's -20. I know they have a really great industrial laundry there, and these towels, which I don't need and which are in good shape and will benefit greatly from said industrial washing, will be appreciated, as will the sheets. matched or not.

I spend a day, once a year at the Drop-In Centre - the DI, as it's called - volunteering my time shooting for a really brilliant event called Help Portrait - the YYC version of it. This year, I volunteered my time, and. inadvertently, my winter boots.  I'm sure whoever has them needed them badly and I'm pretty sure same goes for my towels and sheets.