My Piles Are Staring At Me

My house is perpetually full of stuff I do not need.
Diapers? No.
Hair bands? No.
Pens that do not work. No.
Patterns? Who sews these days?
Material? No.
 
Stuff I have dragged in myself after dragging other stuff out.
Like stuff.
Stuff so similar, it was silly to exchange it.
I am looking at an Easter banner that I took down and put on
The TV set last April or March.
I did not even see it again until
This second, and it is November.
 
My piles of stuff is staring at me.
Glaring at me.
Laughing at me.
 
If I had to identify what was in the pile in the corner
Right now or a guerrilla would machine-gun me, I would be murdered.
I would be luck to guess two things in that pile.
 
Death might be preferable to
Cleaning out this stuff.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Mcferran Avatar
November 9, 2018 at 7:58 PM
I, too, am in packrat recovery... but I still remember those glaring, mocking piles well! (and they sometimes try to creep back in... especially on my desk!) Good luck, my friend!
Krutsinger Avatar
November 9, 2018 at 9:08 PM
I am laughing as my desk is imploding upon herself right now, I can barely keep my monitor from falling over.
Rigoler Avatar
November 9, 2018 at 6:37 PM
I'm not a pack-rat as we New Englanders say. I don't like any spaces cluttered with nonessentials. Last year I donated all my treasured art books to the library, it needed an update in better condition. I still am drawn to estate sales, however, especially old or even rare paintings. One never knows if an old master painting is out there under decades of dust and yellowed shellac! Thanks for the stop by. / M
Krutsinger Avatar
November 9, 2018 at 6:40 PM
I used to be a pack rat, and I thought I was getting better, but I might possibly be wrong.
Blown Avatar
November 9, 2018 at 1:19 PM
auctions use to be my favorite week- end thing in the fall : / : )
Blown Avatar
November 9, 2018 at 2:06 PM
they're in my past now too, but the dollar store and thrift shop are good for some things
Krutsinger Avatar
November 9, 2018 at 1:43 PM
I am over auctions, resale stores, garage sales, thrift stores, moving sales, and estate sales finally.
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