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Columnist, Sheila Moss, is humor writer from  Tennessee. She writes  a weekly human interest column about daily life and the funny things that happen to everyone.

   She has written for  the Daily News of Kingsport,   Griffin Journal, Oakridge Now, Atlanta Woman Magazine, Aberdeen Examiner, Angleton Advocate,  and Smyrna AM, a supplement of the Murfreesboro Daily News Journal. She has been published by Voyageur Press, McGraw Hill, and the good folks at Guidepost Books.  Her articles have appeared in numerous anthologies and other publications, both in print and online.

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Hoarding Boxes....
 


Hoarding Boxes


My house is an episode from Hoarders. I don't know how it happened - but that's what they all say, isn't it? Okay, I do know how it happened and it's my fault ... sort of.

I wanted to get rid of the carpeting in my house. It's old and worn out and beyond the point of being revived by Merry Maids or Stanley Steamer or anyone else. At some point you just have to face the fact that nothing lasts forever and the carpet has to go.

I have allergies and so do half the other people in the house. If we have to redo the floors, we might as well do something besides re-carpet.

I've looked at all the ads in the magazines. I've talked to other people who say how easy it is to take care of hardwood. I've lusted after the new pre-finished hardwood floor at the dentist office ever I first saw it. So, I decided that I wanted hardwood this time ... no more dusty carpets in my house.

That doesn't sound like a hoarder, does it?

But hardwood floors are easier said than done. The installer came and measured, and then we went down to the local Lumber Liquidators and picked out a beautiful Brazilian Teak. After signing on the dotted line, I got the news. "Wood has to acclimate."

"Acclimate?" What's that?

Well, it seems hardwood has to be in the house where it will be installed for a week before to adjust to its new surroundings - all 50 boxes of it. It's like a plant. Who would have known?

So, that's why my dining area is full of boxes halfway to the ceiling with cats jumping around on them. It is awful, but what can I do? And the rest of the boxes all over the house, I can explain, truly I can. But, that's what they all say, isn't it?

You see, when the installer was here, he didn't like all my accessories. It happens that I like copper and have a lot of copper things. And then I have some pictures of my grandchildren, and a few nice things that I picked up on various vacations or received as gifts. It's a hodgepodge of collectables, but tasteful, not overdone - in my opinion.

The installer said, "We, will move the furniture, but you need to move the lamps and all this other stuff."

Oh dear, I was afraid of that. But I didn't want my collectables broken. It may be junk and clutter to construction people, but it isn't to me.

And that's what's in the other boxes. My son has been putting most of them out in the garage where they will be out of the way. And some of it is on the fireplace mantel and kitchen cabinets.

Then I realized the closets would have to be emptied too. Oh-my-god! I forgot about the closets. How could I forget about the closets? So that explains a lot more of it.

And those boxes in the bedroom that we are climbing around are honey's "art collection." He had a lot of prints that I didn't have room to hang and so we put them in the big closet - the one under the stairs.

The dust? Did you have to bring up the dust? I dust every week. But, somehow when you start moving everything around, the dust flies. I don't know where it comes from - but that's what they all say, isn't it?

One more week of living like a hoarder and it will all be over. I've gotten rid of a lot of stuff that I decided wasn't worth the trouble of packing and moving around. What's left will be clean. And this time I'm going to keep it that way -but that's what they all say, isn't it?


Copyright 2011 Sheila Moss
 
 



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