Just a few minutes ago, as I went downstairs to get more toilet paper for the bathroom, I realized, in looking at the 3 huge packs of toilet paper and large pack of paper towels, I am becoming my parents. This is a funny thing and not a bad thing because we used to laugh at how well stocked my parents were with paper products, in particular, paper towels. Upon entering the garage at Lucky Charm Drive, you would see many, many rolls of paper towels and packages of toilet paper all neatly lined up under my Dad's workbench area. Upon entering the house, you would find more paper towels and toilet paper in the basement, kitchen cabinets, and linen closet. We always joked about how they would never run out and they didn't. Anytime it was on sale, they stocked up. Even if I were with them and tell them they certainly didn't need anymore, they would buy some, always saying what a good deal it was.
As we were cleaning out the house in preparation for its sale, each of us kids went home with paper products. My parents had a wonderful sense of humor and loved the good-natured ribbing we gave them. How I wish they were still around so that we could laugh about the stock of paper goods they always had. As for me, I don't know what possessed me to buy another large package of toilet paper rolls when I had 2 here already, but as my Mom would say, "Don't worry, we'll use it - It was a good buy!" Miss you two so very much.
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