Boxes

My dad has many strengths, but being a businessman is not one of them.

These boxes are filled with tens of thousands of greetings cards, and they've been sitting around for rather a long time. The problem is, he hates selling things - he'd much rather just give them away - and so they've just sat in our house and the church office for several years.

I was sorting through some of them today, putting boxes together for people in our church to sell to their friends, and thinking about the church office. We only have until the end of the month before we get kicked out - and I've known this place since birth. It's weird.