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My husband getting cancer was also the impetus for us selling the house and getting rid of everything. I realized then that all I really wanted was him. None of the "stuff" that I had thought was so important, meant anything to me anymore.
me too, used to eat mayo sandwiches when I was little.
Good thing we aren't 'friends' or I'd have to 'unfriend' y'all. Just kidding. We can be friends, as long as you don't get your icky mayo anywhere near my food.
I have misplaced one of my good bedroom slippers, so am having to wear my old ones. There's a hole in the toe of the left one, so my foot will get cold.
I have this small, gray love seat that I need to move out of the way so we can fit a Christmas tree in our living room. I have nowhere to put the sucker, so I guess we'll have to haul it to the storage unit. My husband asked me last night, "Should we put it in storage unit #1 or #2?" We have two stupid storage units to hold all our overflow stuff. And a basement, a garage, an attic, AND my parents are storing some of our stuff for us in their garage. It very well might be time to pare down.
But you've done a good deed, though no doubt without realizing it: you've made me feel better about all my own stuff.
I just have a filled basement plus two walk-in closets, plus a garage filled with so much stuff that my car can't fit in. No storage units or attic or stuff stored off-site, though.
My neighbor is outside my living room window, raking leaves. But he's not just quietly raking them. He's swearing loudly while doing it. Doesn't he realize how lucky we are to have so many beautiful autumn leaves when people in the desert have so few leaves?!
My neighbor swears all the time. It's a lot of fun. Really makes life enjoyable. I really like living so close to other human beings. It's totally natural and awesome to have some strange, swearing weirdo right outside my window.
This would be a good opportunity to play Vivaldi's "The Four Seasons" - and open your window, so your profane neighbor gets the full effect.
You could play Perry Como singing "Autumn Leaves" for an encore.
But you've done a good deed, though no doubt unwittingly: you've made me feel better about all my own stuff.
I just have a filled basement plus two walk-in closets, plus a garage filled with so much stuff that my car can't fit in. No storage units or attic or stuff stored off-site, though.
See?? I'm not so bad, after all!
So thank you!
I'm a philanthropist! I'm a philanthropist! (I scream this in the faces of people I meet.)
I may have made it sound more dire than it is... not to make you feel worse about your own stuff by any means! But one storage unit is filled with snow removal equipment and lawn mower, etc. because the place we're renting has a very small garage, so we had to make up for it by renting a storage unit. I told my husband we could eliminate the snow and grass removal implements by getting a goat and a flame thrower. He's still thinking it over.
Our garage is so small that our vehicles can't fit in it. I found that out the hard way, actually. I dun screwed up, I did! We don't have ANY closets in this house. It's the weirdest thing. It's a 1926 Craftsman and I don't know if they removed the closets or used armoires or what. But, no closets. The kitchen is ridiculous, too. (I realize how First World Problems it is!)
I was chopping garlic and now my hands smell like garlic. I wiped my garlic-covered hands on my last clean white T shirt because I'm a goober, so my shirt also smells like garlic. I ate some guacamole with garlic in it and my breath smells like garlic. Who wants a big First World Garlicky Smooch?!
Now I suppose I have to do laundry otherwise all my other dirty clothing will also smell like garlic.
*bonks forehead* Ya rilly dun it this time, Garlic fer Brainz!
I was chopping garlic and now my hands smell like garlic. I wiped my garlic-covered hands on my last clean white T shirt because I'm a goober, so my shirt also smells like garlic. I ate some guacamole with garlic in it and my breath smells like garlic. Who wants a big First World Garlicky Smooch?!
Now I suppose I have to do laundry otherwise all my other dirty clothing will also smell like garlic.
*bonks forehead* Ya rilly dun it this time, Garlic fer Brainz!
I'm not quite understanding the problem.
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