Hello, my name is Dee and I am a 'purger'.
I have no issues with getting rid of or throwing stuff away.
Simply put, I can blaze through an entire pile of memories and stuff in no-time-flat, and NEVER even hesitate.
The reason I am telling you is this:
This is our attic...now.
Bob had been complaining about how it needed to be emptied.
That we needed to have a garage sale or donation drive or whatever...
So, last Friday when I was off work, I did it.
ShyAmy was generous enough to spend the morning with me to help...awesome!
We started at 8:04am. 2 girls, loads of crap, 55 trips (yes, I counted) up and down 2 flights of steps and 1 hour and 57 minutes later and the attic was, well, empty.
And it felt GREAT! Of course, now the garage was full and in complete disarray.
I sent ShyAmy off to pick up SRuther and a box of trash bags and I.got.busy.
I categorized, sorted, tossed, piled, folded and stuffed.
When the girls got back, we sifted through the last bits and filled up the trash bags.
That was it.
Here is what it looked like Friday at noon:
Everything ready to go - minus the cute girl that is somehow in the pile - and that was it. Right?
I was done.
Or so I thought.
Apparently I am not married to a 'purger', rather a 'wanna-be purger'..you know him...he complains about all the junk and then tip toes and fingers through the piles spouting things like 'why are we throwing THIS away' or 'I can't believe you are getting RID of this'!
Ugh. Yep. That is my husband. The man that took 4 hours to go through one box of photos. The man that can't understand why we don't NEED 19 duffel bags. The man that thinks one day we MIGHT need the eight thousand empty picture frames we have collected over our lifetime.
All of these things that have been sitting in the attic, in a space he so desperately wanted cleaned, for 5 years but now he can't bare to part with. (collective sigh, do it with me now!) ...sigh...
I held up my end of the bargain, so now let's see how long our garage will make us look like the neighbor hoarders...
:-(
-d
By the way - nice Old School socks...
ReplyDeleteThis describes my husband and I exactly! In win because I get rid of it while he is working!
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