As I said in the last post, John is on vacation this week. We have managed to get a few things knocked off the list of “Stuffs to Do”.
*Make a new Financial Plan.
That, right there, just makes me want to giggle when I consider how misleading the whole statement looks. But, yeah. It’s done.
*Track down and attack the person in charge of getting H a new wheelchair.
Done. It’s all shiny new and she’s got her bony ass in it right now. I was somewhat disappointed, but there was no bloodshed. The lady seemed fully cooperative and got on the ball as I indicated she needed to. The wheelchair was delivered within 24 hours of hanging up the phone with her. If only everything were that easy…
In addition to these things there were some others that never got put on the list that we did and I wish we had put them on there just so they could be crossed off. We:
*Cleaned the garage
We threw away a butt-load of old crap that was, mostly…OK, entirely Henrietta’s. She was safely ensconced inside or none of it would have gone to the curb and actually, the boxes o’crap would have spontaneously reproduced themselves and made more to clean up. This is a phenomenon particular only to H as far as I can tell. She cannot be turned loose with any amount of stuff to “Go through it and throw away the trash, Henrietta.”. The pile o’shit will grow and grow and I swear she has a wicked kind of black magic that she uses and produces more old greeting cards, plastic plants, (complete with plastic flowers), broken jewelry boxes and picture frames, (with and without torn pictures that don’t fit the frame), glued together coffee cups, moth eaten clothes that she hasn’t worn since 1958, thousands of ancient books on Catholicism, (I mean we’re talking copyrighted in the 50’s and 60’s), and an assortment of shit that defies description.
*Got John a new bluetooth that will work with his new phone.
Tomorrow we compare insurance rates and caulk the shingles. Or, rather, I should say, I will caulk the shingles. While John’s not scared of heights, it just goes without saying that any work being done on a ladder is going to be done by me. I don’t know why this is, it just is. DO NOT FEEL SORRY FOR ME. Any grocery shopping that gets done, is done by him. Well, almost all. I feel like this is a fair trade, and what I think is what’s important.
We had fajita papas tonight, (beef fajita meat with cheese, salsa, chives, sour cream, etc. piled into a baked potato), and the SIL and her guy friend were here and they stayed and ate. They were very good and I highly recommend that everyone show up at our house the next time we have them and partake. I guess I really should give a heads up when we are about to do them again. I will.
OH! Tomorrow I hope to have the garage finished, also!
Free toes, everyone!
Comment by Burgh Baby on October 9, 2008 at 8:33 am
My husband is THAT person in 50 years. He cannot part with ANYTHING, and our garage is filled with crap that he’s been holding on to for all his life. There are boxes and boxes of college papers (cause, you know, he NEEDS them), toys (some are actually broken), and clothes. OH MY HELL the clothes. He will keep a t-shirt just because so-and-so gave it to him. It does not matter that it no longer fits or has holes or is otherwise embarrassing.
How about when you’re done you come clean my garage? What he doesn’t know won’t hurt me! 🙂
Comment by Big Hair Envy on October 9, 2008 at 12:42 pm
My GOD woman! HOW do you do it all AND prepare a delicious meal that I will be over to eat next time??? Maybe you could just post the recipe. UmKay? Tomorrow’s blog – SOLVED!
I have the Big Garage Purge of ’08 to look forward to this weekend. We are planning to enclose it, and we must FIRST get all of the crapola out of there. Can’t blame it on anyone else – just us. OK, mostly ME. I have notebooks and research papers from college. Don’t judge. That’s just the tip of the iceberg. I have tried purging in the past, but it’s so boring that I always quit and do laundry. That’s MUCH more exciting. I’ll have to remember to take pictures…..
Have a great Thursday:)
Comment by Tranny Head on October 9, 2008 at 10:21 pm
Wow – you’re way more efficient than I am. And I LOVE purging stuff. It’s the best part of moving – when I packe dup all my stuff for storage I – um – removed some of my husband’s articles of clothing that I – um – hated. Because – well – I figured he wasn’t there for the move (since he’s in Iraq and all) so I got to decide what stays and what goes, right?
Comment by Karen on October 10, 2008 at 8:37 am
I was a hoarder. And then we had 4 kids, a few dogs, and lived in a single wide trailer. I now am one of those people who will throw away anything that doesn’t move on it’s own or has been used in the last 3 weeks.
But I’m thinking that Henrietta is a little old for majo changes like that to take place.
Comment by Mr. Corvette on October 10, 2008 at 10:30 pm
Hey, what’s with all the ragging on us “savers”? Don’t you people know the immutable natural law that says that any time an object is discarded, it will automatically be needed within 6 months? And, the more expensive it is to replace and the more desperate the need for replacement, the sooner it will have to be replaced. Perhaps you do not realize that savers are now the saviors of the environment. By keeping all our stuff, we are being “green” by delaying the filling of landfills so you discarders will have a place for all your “junk. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it. Now, if I could just find my reading glasses in all this junk on my desk so I can proof-read this response…
Comment by Tranny Head on October 14, 2008 at 9:53 pm
I’m impressed by all your activity! I, on the other hand, enjoy sitting on my (not so bony) arse.
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