When Cleaning Sucks

I am home and relatively healthy this holiday break, so I am gutting my apartment. Today I started small: the bathroom.

I have one large drawer in my bathroom, where I throw extra lip gloss, hair manipulator, toothpaste, and makeup. That large drawer was a disaster, so part of the gutting included clearing it out and organizing its contents. I found seven unopened tubes of lip gloss, a couple of errant earrings, travel size deodorant, and in the far back of the drawer, I found it.

The banished bracelet that the boy gave me for my birthday. I hadn’t thrown it away, but I hadn’t remembered where I’d put it, either. Until I found it today.

I held it between my fingers for a moment and thought about what I should do.

I could:

A) Send it to the Land of Torn-Up Letters, Shredded Clothes and Voo-Doo Teddy Bears, where I had sent so many other  evidences of affections from other boys.

B) Give it to my nieces for their dress-up box.

C) Tuck it neatly in the bottom of my small jewelry pouch, so it would be out of my sight, but still in my life as a reminder that one year on my birthday, a boy gave me jewelry.

What would you do?

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