Stan was overwhelmed by the clutter in his place. He dove in and started rearranging, cleaning, sorting. Everything that had a place went there, and everything that didn’t got one.
Then something caught Stan’s eye. He gasped as he laid eyes on a vintage jacket signed by his favorite musician, that the musician had given him at a concert. He’d completely forgotten about it! He rushed to the hobby shop to confirm its value, and then framed it to hang and display.
“I need to tidy up more often.” Stan smiled. “Who knows what else might be lurking in here?”
Then something caught Stan’s eye. He gasped as he laid eyes on a vintage jacket signed by his favorite musician, that the musician had given him at a concert. He’d completely forgotten about it! He rushed to the hobby shop to confirm its value, and then framed it to hang and display.
“I need to tidy up more often.” Stan smiled. “Who knows what else might be lurking in here?”
