Friday, July 03, 2009

Unsolicited Advice

If I can offer you one piece of unsolicited advice today, it would be that, if you've already been in a rather pissy mood about the unsettled state of your life for much of the week, do not then go into the large Rubbermaid containers that you have stored in the shed behind your brother's house looking for your ST:DS9 Companion. The mistake is not in wanting the Companion (because even a quick skim will show you how many Garak episodes you missed on your recent whip through the series), it's in looking at all those things you packed back in September thinking, "well, I'll just be without these cherished books and knick-knacks for a few months" and then now realizing that it's been 10 months and there are some things in the box that you thought you couldn't live without which now really have no meaning and other things which you have apparently been in some heavy denial about being without.

And if I can offer you two pieces of unsolicited advice today, it is that if you have the disposable income, reserve your parents a hotel room for the weekend. Heck, get two. In separate hotels.

5 comments:

Ms. Huis Herself said...

Oh. One of _those_ visits. Yeah, um, hope they leave early?

Yeah, we had the same thing of "we MUST keep THIS! And STORE it while we're overseas!" Then we came back and were like, "what is this crap and why did we think we needed to save it?!"

...still dealing wiht some of those boxes...

Sorry to hear about the crappy trend your weekend is taking. Shall we be sending, "Go... home... now..." vibes to your folks?

Kashka said...

Nah, thanks, I'm sure it will be fine, but I _am_ up at 6:30 on a Saturday for no good reason....

Happy Veggie said...

Yeah, I've been going through closets in the house late and finding stuff I have no idea why I kept.

Also, now that my parents are officially divorced, they are not allowed to visit together, despite the fact that they are now living together. I have to set rules for my sanity. Good luck.

Syl said...

Hm, as your parents leave, mine will arrive. And they ostensibly will be helping me clear out my basement of all of the water-logged remaining items that we just couldn't bear to part with.

DiploWhat said...

Wog and I go through the same thing every time we move, and it's even worse when we're back in the US and we see stuff we haven't seen for 3+ years. I consider it bonus days for United Way or whoever else is desperate enough to pick up our crap.