A couple of years ago on our way home from our second home, McDonald's, Kenna asked Brent to open her Happy Meal toy. He told her to wait until we got h
ome but she rebelled complaining, "If I take it home, I might forget about it and then the garbage monster, who is mom (pronounced M-AH-AH-OM), will throw it away."Guilty as charged. I AM the garbage monster. The most thrilling thing I did today was throw away all the school-made Halloween decorations that were littering the fridge door. Happy Meal toys last about 2.4 seconds before they get tossed in a bag and taken to my school where I give them to students I test or work with. I should attach an apology note to the parent who inherits the clutter. I have accidentally thrown away important things before but not very often and the pleasure I get from de-junking far outweighs the mental drain of piles and buldging storage areas. So, which are you? A keeper or a garbage monster?
4 comments:
I'm a 'garbage monster', living with 6 'keepers' so I have to be pretty sneaky.
Are you kidding me? Who posted the picture on facebook of the b-ball team in grade 10? Who kept it all these years? I guess that makes me a keeper.
Definitely a chucker.
I'm trapped in the middle - ugh! But I feel so much lighter when I throw things out. It's hard to be a chucker when you're so sentimental. Ben and I like to think of ourselves as organized pack rats at heart.
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