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Thursday, June 17, 2010

One person's trash is another person's...

trash, damnit! How many of you out there have been buried alive with other people's "treasures" to the point that you can't move in your own homes?

God bless 'em, my family has done just that for 17 years. I'm an adopted, only child. I'm sure you can imagine what that entails. In this scenario, it means there's no one else to give all those pretty knick-knacks, used furniture, sets of dishes and antiques to. Argh! I've never had the heart decline such gifts because I couldn't take the look of sadness on a family member's face. =/

Now, I'm not an unappreciative bitch. I truely am not. I actually do "like" most of the items and wish I only had room to use them or display them. Most of the things aren't really "me" but I treasure them in a sense because they mean something to someone I love. Reality is, I'm drowning in things I can't even enjoy.

I know there's many of you out there in the same situation so you can relate.

How can tangible items such as a used chair from so and so's neighbor's son's cat's flea possibly be so powerfully emotional an item that one is afraid to punt it into a dumpster? I say we all stop letting "treasures" rule our lives! LOL!

Well, there's a happy ending in sight I believe. I put my foot down gently. I FINALLY told my family that though I am so happy they gave such nice things, I just don't have room and to never bring anything to my home again that isn't "usable"- as in it will either be replacing something else I can toss out OR it gets used UP and disappears.

The dumpsters are coming, I've banned everyone from coming over while I de-treasure my home ( because they will stand there saying, "OMG NOT THAT! YOU CAN't THROW THAT AWAY)!! The warning has been sent to come get everything they don't wish to see thrown out and take it BACK to your house. Sigh, why oh WHY are we sometimes forced to be stern?! I SO suck at being stern. I failed that subject in Jr. High. Damnit, damnit! LOL

On the up side, it's a beautiful day here and I just know all of you are having a great one too so all's good here in the "Prattle" land.


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