1 post tagged “moving”
Phew, we're closing up the house in Sterling Heights. It's time to see if we can find a tenant for it since the experiment of having John's 20something nephew live here, rent free, in exchange for taking care of it did not work out. As in, not at all. 20something men and their friends are still pigs. As in, if they clean the bathroom once every three weeks that's an accomplishment. So, it's time to try and stem the money drain and rent it out since it's not exactly a seller's market in the Detroit area.
Which brings us to the continuing packing of shit that really, has no business being packed and moved. "Do you think you'll find a use for this?" "This" can be anything from a pair of huge work gloves that would fall off my hands, a set of all-weather coveralls that have a split in the crotch seam, a hawaiian shirt (for Jake, as if I would suggest such a thing to my firstborn ....), a pair of the fugly lamps, a half dozen bottles with a few ounces of schnappes, ancient granola, videos, cds and boxer shorts that no man should ever wear if he hopes to have sex with another grownup.
This invariably leads to coversations like this.
"Why are you throwing that away? Someone will eat it/wear it/watch it/use it."
"No they won't. None of us have touched it in over two years or even more."
"Well give it to me, I'll eat it."
"Fine. Eat it. Now."
".... I don't like oatmeal bars ... Do you want it?"
"Get the fuck away from me."
He's finally asleep, poor lamb. He twitched for most of the night and just got in his own way. I've just finished the last of the cleaning up and thrown away every single thing he owns.
