This One Had To Be Picked Up Anyway
We have a big open space in our upstairs. All the other upstairs rooms open up off of it. We call it all hall, although it's almost room-sized. Sadly, it's become a place where homeless stuff collects. It should be clear to you dear reader by now that we're not an everything in it's place kind of family. Several things just don't seem to have a place. This is undoubtedly a symptom of our having too much stuff (or needing a bigger house).
We also have a cat named Morbo. Morbo feels it's his absolute duty to run around the house knocking things over and breaking them. We think he may suffer from OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder) as well. He hates things on the walls, hates to be picked up, occasionally tolerates being patted and is absolutely convinced that there is a small rodent who lives in the printer. He's unhappy unless there's a trail of destruction behind him.
The other night around 2am my husband and I heard a tremendous crash. "That didn't sound good," my husband said. "No it didn't," I acknowledged, rolling over and going back to sleep. (After all, there had been no crying, swearing or calls for help.) The next morning, unsurprisingly, we found that Morbo had knocked over one of the homeless boxes in the hall. (We have another cat, Halifax but she doesn't generally knock stuff over, so it had to be him.)
So, since I had to pick up Morbo's mess anyway, this is the box you get for this post. If's it's boring, you can blame Morbo. This box contained:
(1) Webelos scarf worn with loathing by a child who didn't really like Cub Scouts and REALLY didn't like wearing the scarf.
(1) program from older child's 8th grade graduation
(1) Paul McCartney's greatest hits cassette tape
(1) white winter glove
(2) ugly barrettes - 1 silver, 1 gold
(1) empty three-ring binder
approximately 1 yard of happy, daisy ribbon, un-spooled
(1) 1980 Xanadu VHS tape
(2) Gameboy games - 1 Spongebob, 1 Herbie Fully Loaded
(1) stuffed penguin
(1) Yogi Bear-themed Matchbox type RV
(3) huge Lego bricks
(2) plastic fish from a battery-powered desktop fish tank. Since the fish tank itself was nowhere to be seen, these fish will join two other plastic fish on my desk at work in a USB powered fish tank.
(1) poem written by me in 2009
(1) learn to bellydance VHS tape
(1) crazy straw
(3) random photos from my sister-in-law's baby shower
(1) "Mr Appliance" truck-shaped magnet
(6) pencils
(2 )ballpoint pens
(1) Extremely heavy marble clock purchased by a child at a yard sale. Said child declared that he would begin collecting clocks then proceeded to leave said clock in my car for months. When asked about it, said child said he was no longer interested in collecting clocks. Total duration of clock collecting phase approximately ten minutes.
I threw about half of this stuff away but don't ask about the Zanadu VHS tape (c'mon...Olivia Newton John on roller skates, with ELO...who could part with that?!)
We also have a cat named Morbo. Morbo feels it's his absolute duty to run around the house knocking things over and breaking them. We think he may suffer from OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder) as well. He hates things on the walls, hates to be picked up, occasionally tolerates being patted and is absolutely convinced that there is a small rodent who lives in the printer. He's unhappy unless there's a trail of destruction behind him.
The other night around 2am my husband and I heard a tremendous crash. "That didn't sound good," my husband said. "No it didn't," I acknowledged, rolling over and going back to sleep. (After all, there had been no crying, swearing or calls for help.) The next morning, unsurprisingly, we found that Morbo had knocked over one of the homeless boxes in the hall. (We have another cat, Halifax but she doesn't generally knock stuff over, so it had to be him.)
So, since I had to pick up Morbo's mess anyway, this is the box you get for this post. If's it's boring, you can blame Morbo. This box contained:
(1) Webelos scarf worn with loathing by a child who didn't really like Cub Scouts and REALLY didn't like wearing the scarf.
(1) program from older child's 8th grade graduation
(1) Paul McCartney's greatest hits cassette tape
(1) white winter glove
(2) ugly barrettes - 1 silver, 1 gold
(1) empty three-ring binder
approximately 1 yard of happy, daisy ribbon, un-spooled
(1) 1980 Xanadu VHS tape
(2) Gameboy games - 1 Spongebob, 1 Herbie Fully Loaded
(1) stuffed penguin
(1) Yogi Bear-themed Matchbox type RV
(3) huge Lego bricks
(2) plastic fish from a battery-powered desktop fish tank. Since the fish tank itself was nowhere to be seen, these fish will join two other plastic fish on my desk at work in a USB powered fish tank.
(1) poem written by me in 2009
(1) learn to bellydance VHS tape
(1) crazy straw
(3) random photos from my sister-in-law's baby shower
(1) "Mr Appliance" truck-shaped magnet
(6) pencils
(2 )ballpoint pens
(1) Extremely heavy marble clock purchased by a child at a yard sale. Said child declared that he would begin collecting clocks then proceeded to leave said clock in my car for months. When asked about it, said child said he was no longer interested in collecting clocks. Total duration of clock collecting phase approximately ten minutes.
I threw about half of this stuff away but don't ask about the Zanadu VHS tape (c'mon...Olivia Newton John on roller skates, with ELO...who could part with that?!)
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