Arlo and Janis by Jimmy Johnson for December 02, 2024

The days are packed

You have spent years building your cache of possessions. You can try to run but you cannot hide. They or their clones will catch up to you.

Trying to clean out things. You would think they are tribbles. Some of you will understand.

I know the feeling. I’ve thought of getting a new house and never looking back or asking what happened to anything.

No more closet space ?

Some day someone will out them and they won’t be closet hoarders anymore.

We like our shiny objects

and cheap energy, victims of advertising.

Wife and I always said we need 10,000 square feet of conditioned warehouse space with a double wide in front.

Rather unique having a weekday Arlo & Janis that is only two panels, not sure I remember this in the past.

I never knew Arlo or Janis played pasture pool

Unfortunately, the Humane Society’s thrift store is shutting down. We sent them many things over the last four years post-move and consolidation.

As George Carlin said, your house is where you keep your stuff while you go out and get more stuff

Best way to move. Via the dumpster

I thought the word ‘abscond’ meant take the loot and disappear. I looked it up and I was wrong. Arlo is correct.

Moving sucks but the one good thing about it is you get to purge all those things you haven’t seen since your last move and get rid of much junk. We recently bought a new house and moved. Hopefully this will be the last time.

Dang it, Jim, I’m a doctor, not a fuzzy reproductive critter.

what… what does that mean? :\

Call 1-800-MRDUMPSTER

After 40 years in the same home, the easiest way out may be lighting a match.

“3 MOVES = 1 FIRE” — Having moved 13 times since getting married, we’ve repeated this slogan to ourselves many times. It’s not exactly accurate, but it conveys a sense of what seems to happen.

My mom was a hoarder. I’m the opposite, probably because of her. I hate clutter and I can get rid of things I don’t need.

We were well provisioned, her folks died, my folks died, both left us stuff…she died…What IS this stuff?

When my husband and I moved in together, consolidating two houses into one, I discovered the existence of the “Crap Fairy”. When you open a closet and say “Where did all this crap come from??” you’ll know she’s visited you.

I keep cleaning out stuff, I think the neighbors are bringing their stuff into my house!

I had a bunch of old bikes in the garage. Finally just hauled them out front and put out a sign saying FREE BIKES. Took a couple days, but then they disappeared. Well, maybe this means I won’t be a hoarder after all.

What does it mean to abscond?

My closets look like that. I think they are destinations for other peoples stuff that they lost. It accumulates faster than I can empty them.

As an adult Child of a Hoarder (COH), my first and best response is – 1 800 Got Junk! According to their website, and the personnel who came to my house, they will repurpose, donate or otherwise redistribute those things hauled away which are still useable. If I don’t need it, like it, or use it often, out it goes!

Husband for a number of years talks about moving. I have no plans to do so.

I point out to him the amount of “stuff” we have we would need to move and could not leave behind. Some of it small stuff – like my collections of bears – stuffed, china, glass, metal, etc. – they have their own room plus. Some of it larger – like his looms. Our little RV of course. Our book collections – this would be major – we have rooms of books (I think we have around 10-6ft bookcases plus some shorter ones including his James Bond books (and other items) would need to come with us as would my Louisa May Alcott collection and other books. ( I even have two books bought for me the day I was born by my dad at my mom’s request.) The dresser drawers of fabric in our studio – plus the dressers. His wood shop out in the garage. His leather and leather working tools. Our 18th century clothing plus our accoutrements for same -including fold up furniture.

I’ve told my parents that when they die I’m not going to deal with all their crap, I’m just going to re-enact the end of What’s Eating Gilbert Grape. I don’t think they believe me.

Bor-r-r-r-r-ing.

Oh Boy do I ever