PHOTO PROMPT © Alicia Jamtaas
I’M STUFFED
For those of us Baby-Boomers, and even pre-Boomers, who remember the Second World War, and perhaps the lingering results of the Great Depression, (All hail modern medicine!) many of us succumb to the Keep it. It might be useful someday Syndrome.
Boomers are not the only ones who do it, but we’re a bit crazy. We leave our valuable cars in front of the house, and fill our garages with junk. As memories deteriorate, we’re not sure we still have what we search for, and usually don’t find it.
“Why am I here? Oh yeah, to turn off the light.”
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Archon's Den 
My husband suffers severely from that syndrome.
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It’s hard to break an old dog of its old tricks. 😳
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Very true- and I’m a millennial! My sentimental junk is way more precious than my car. Perhaps I learned it from my parents…. ?
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Yeah! Let’s go with that. 😉
Thanx for the comment 🙂
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I have drawers full of string, wire ties, screws, nuts, bolts, fasteners. Occasionally they are actually useful. I have several boxes to hold items for the next garage sale. Warren Buffet always turns out the lights when he is last to leave the room. It’s in our DNA and there’s no getting rid of it. : )
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Without the wife knowing about it, I’m filling boxes to donate to Sally-Ann, or Diabetes. 😳
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Unfortunately, I’m the opposite and too often throw out things and regret it later!
Here’s mine!
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That’s when the wife plays, “I told you so.” 😥
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Throw things away, never never, 🙂
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It disturbs me to have to throw things away, but we have so much, that there’s almost no room to breathe. 🙂
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I’m loving it because I am living it. 😀
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So many of us are. No-one can afford a house big enough to provide storage space anymore. Storage locker firms are springing up everywhere. 🙂
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happens all the time.
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Just another First-World problem. 🙂
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I have always parked my car in the garage. But my attic is awesome. 🙂
Favorite box? The one with all the wires to things I may figure out some day.
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Our little cracker-box doesn’t have an attic, just a crawlspace above the upstairs ceiling that can only be accessed – not through an easily- reached hatch in the hallway – but one in the son’s bedroom closet. The two guys who scrambled up there to install a ceiling-fan over the stairs, and a new exhaust fan in the bathroom, were some impressed. 😳
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🙂
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We park in the garage, but it’s tricky. There are tools, tool boxes, collections of wire, coils of rope, buckets of God knows what. There’s room for the car plus about a foot of space all around. I’ve become quite expert at putting it in there just so. And his comment? “What’s the problem? You have plenty of room.”
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Congratulations. Even if I could manage to squeeze our car in, we’d have to exit via the sunroof. 😯
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I’m glad I’m not the only one, Archon. When I moved 12 years ago, after having lived at the same place for 25 years, I was proud of all of the stuff I got rid of before moving here. Alas, my closets at the “new” place are just as full of mysterious boxes as the old place was. It’s a hard syndrome to cure, if it is even possible.
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For some, it’s only when desperation sets in. For many, it’s never conquered. 🙂
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🙂
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All too relatable, Archon.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thanx. See you later. 😀
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I have times when I am ruthless and have a big chuck out. Other stuff I hang on to because it tells a story. Your story is very real. Well done.
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Thanx so much. 🙂
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