Happy monday lovelies! Despite the total absence of spring weather, it is once again that time of year where we feel compelled to wave our feather dusters and say goodbye to the stuffy trappings of winter. The proverbial ‘spring clean’ is a proud tradition whereby we make lists, and then go for a wander in the woods hoping that we may find some helpful wildlife to assist with the eponymous task.
While we stare bewildered at our very long list while sipping tea and cursing Disney for giving us unrealistic expectations about the perks that come with title ‘domestic slave’, there are people all over the world who have taken to task the idea of whistling while you work to another level by turning decluttering into an altruistic act of charity. Here’s how.
It pretty much does what it says on the tin…or poster. Take in a bag of your old unwanted and neglected toys into a branch of The British Heart Foundation, and you will receive a £5 TOMY voucher to use when you spend £25 in the entertainer. You really can’t way fairer than that.
It kind of goes without saying that said toys should be free from, but not limited to the following list: cornflakes, porridge, bogeys, mud, slime, grime and baby sick. I know this sounds like common sense, but believe you me, some of the second hand toys I received from eBay sellers back when my children were small would beg to differ. They should also be safe, working, complete, basically in a condition you would like someone to offer a toy to your own child in. I know they can get a little grubby with use, and being a mum is a non-stop 24/7 rollercoaster ride of fun and poop….lots and lots of poop…but it really doesn’t take a moment to grace a once beloved crazy Caterpillar with a dettol wipe and a bit of elbow grease.
As for me, I will certainly be joining in. Despite my two being older now, I do have a loft full of Baby Annabelle and K-Nex which will now be going to a new home, and leaving me with some room to put….well anything. My house is literally full to bursting with stuff (more on that story later) that needs sorting and rehoming, and I personally can’t think of a better start. We also have two new gorgeous baby nephews who will adore something bright and entertaining after a time in the special care baby unit. It was TOMY when I had my son nearly 14 years ago, and it’s got to be TOMY now.
Is your house in desperate need of decluttering? I’d love to hear your experiences, thoughts and comments. They never fail to make me smile.