Deflect! Deflect!

We had lunch with my brother, my niece and my dad. My brother is relocating with his family to another city and said, “Hey, do you want some tools? I don’t want to move them.”

Before Stephen could take a breath, I was shaking my head. “No. Thanks. Um, we’re simplifying. Trying to get rid of stuff. Not allow more in.”

Stephen stared at me. He opened his mouth. Then shut it.

My brother added, “Well, if you keep yours and take mine, that’d be like adding to your assets.”

He was semi-joking. I was cringing. Have you seen our garage? We can’t park the cars in it.

Fortunately, Stephen is a smart man. He declined.

Instead, my brother and niece came over to our house after lunch and we sent him on his way carrying three bags of clothes The Girl had outgrown.

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Bridges: 1, Crap: 0.