Today is Friday, June 23, 2017

My precious stuff

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I collect big stuff, little stuff, important paper stuff, I just have a lot of stuff!

It really wouldnt be a problem if I lived in a 10,000 square foot home, but about a year ago, even I couldnt handle all my stuff and so I started selling things on Craigslist.

Well, sell might be a little too optimistic. I listed things on Craigslist.

When it came to pricing, I may have been a tad over-confident. Or as Becky said Are you kidding? Thats more than you paid for it!

But I was parting with things of value, of quality, and I wasnt about to let just anybody get their grubby hands on my stuff!

So since Plan A was a miserable failure, Plan B consisted of the storage unit.

Becky couldnt contain her laughter. Ha! What does that say about you when even thieves dont want your stuff! They probably broke in thinking there was a four wheeler or your grandmothers set of silver only to find that college sofa youve been moving around for 20 years and those crazy eyed Easter bunny paintings your kids made two years ago.

Shut up! Thats a Bernhardt sofa. I told you, all it needs is recovering!! (Man, she knows how to push my buttons.)

But it was rather perplexing...

A young man, in the dead of night, scoured the fence of the storage facility, with a pair of metal cutters in one hand and a flash light in the other. His heart was racing, but times were tough and this was a last, desperate move to feed his family. Of all the units he could have chosen, he chose mine and gambled his liberty, his freedom, his hopes and dreams on what lay behind those garage doors.

All that stood in his waywas Brodys $20.00 lock.

He looked from left to right, coast was clear, with sweaty palms and trembling hands, he broke through the lock (easily), by now he was breathing fast, beads of sweat broke from his forehead, as fast as could he pushed up the door only to find20 years of my life, right before his eyes.

There were my 10 Longaberger baskets (seriously, $60.00 for a basket?? what was I thinking?), my Pampered Chef years (I dont even cook!), my Tupperware years (much less have leftovers), my Creative Memories years (the only album I ever finished belonged to my first-born, which Im sure will come up in therapy one day), my 80s cassettes and my jam box (good times!!), and my ceramic cow and chicken rooster collection (my 6 month country phase and 6 months of my life that Ill never get back!).

And this young man, this criminal, this little twit from the underbelly of society...basically took one look at my life and decided -- to take a pass!

So this morning, Ive been back on Craigslist, drastically reducing prices and trying to be more reasonable.But seriously, how do you put a price on monkey figurines three of them?

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