No, I don’t wanna go to Lowe’s

hoarderNot today. I did not feel like standing around considering this or that piece of lumber or lucky-shuckial cord or cable or toilet seat or whatever. I can’t sit around and surf the internet at Lowe’s because they block phone service for some odd reason. Why the heck does Lowe’s care if I wanna use my phone in their store?

Besides all that, I was on a roll of sorts at the Landfill this afternoon. And yes, that is the Landfill Dungeon there. At least, it is one room of the Landfill Dungeon. Yes, it looks like a tornado hit it! And actually, one once did, sort of. It was a Friday afternoon, hmm, maybe 10 years ago or so? The sirens went off and the sky turned that loverly dark green color. I couldn’t get the GG to come inside because he and Hans were engrossed by two cecropia moths mating on Hans’s sidewalk. Across the street, workers chipped up an entire tree. Maybe they couldn’t hear the siren? Meanwhile, inside the Landfill? Total bedlam as the beach urchins threw every stuffed aminal they owned down the basement stairs. We didn’t get an actual tornado that day, but the aminals are still down there, although they are now packed into plastic garbage bags.

And then there was Hurricane Ike, which got the carpet damp, which is why all of those shelf units are in the middle of the room, even though Hurricane Ike is long gone and the floor has been dry ever since.

Believe it or not, I actually made some progress today. I filled a Plum Market bag with craft supplies to take over to the Scrap Box and threw away some little bits that just weren’t worth saving. And I started the excruciatingly painful process of sorting out my fabric stash. I managed to weed out some pieces to give away and I even managed to actually throw a few little pieces out. I am about five percent of the way through my fabric stash. I did not do anything with the stuffed aminals. I don’t know when I will have the psychic energy required to deal with those.

I am on the warpath. I have said this before. I am not going anywhere near the other side any time soon but I am determined that my children will never have to clean up a houseful of “valuable” old sludge after me.

7 Responses to “No, I don’t wanna go to Lowe’s”

  1. grandmothertrucker Says:

    You are brave and I commend you. I would never publish pictures of my landfill for fear of embarrassment. I would love to see all the material. I bought a new machine when I found out I was going to be a grandmother again… she’s 1 now… I haven’t had the time to make a thing yet, BUT I did lay out everything so I can the next time I am home.

  2. Kathy Farnell Says:

    We really ought to compare fabric stashes. Joanny used to have vintage fabric from Sally C. Some of the fabrics were old conversation prints and Mickey Mouse prints that were probably Caroline O’Neil’s. Wonder if those fabrics are still in the old cardboard storage boxes that Sally C. kept them in. Anyhow it would be fun to compare. Oh yeah, when I look at your picture that you posted, I guess I should be ashamed to admit that I didn’t think it looked so bad…
    Also I just have to add that I am so excited because tomorrow, Jan. 19th, my new grandson will be born. Datura is here for the night and tomorrow after the C-Section we will go to the hospital to meet Baby Khoury. We don’t know his name yet but, I will let you know when I find out.

  3. Dog Mom Says:

    Ooooh, excitement in the Courtois family tomorrow! Hope all goes well!

  4. l4827 Says:

    We also have a lot of papter (receipts, important notes, treasured information, keepsakes) in our toxic-wasted cellar :-). Is there a public shredder somewhere in A2?

  5. l4827 Says:

    That’s ‘paper’ not ‘papter’ in the abov comment.

  6. l4827 Says:

    Woops, that’s ‘above’ not ‘abov’ in the above commet.

  7. l4827 Says:

    Oops, that’s ‘comment’ no ‘commet’ in the above comment.

    We’re dun … hava goot abun …. 🙂