Just donated 40 pieces of clothing (give or take) I no longer need. Some wouldn't fit me unless I dropped 40 lbs and some wouldn't fit me even if I gained 40 lbs. Some have been out of style for 40 years - or perhaps in style, out of style, in style and then out again. Let's just say I'm not waiting for my fifties for them to be fashionable again.
Dropped two hefty garbage bags off at The Mustard Seed. Four people offered to help me carry these two bags and as I was leaving a wrinkled, somewhat toothless man with a pancake-sized chocolate chip cookie held the door open for me and smiled. "God bless you," he said.
All of which made me feel 40 times better.