More changes to Anne Nichols’ personality. First we saw her declare that she was going to stop watching her weight. Now Annie, who used to never complain about her husband, changes that tune and becomes a woman who complains about her husband (to Elly Patterson).
SPOILER this part:
Annie continues down this road in virtually every appearance she makes for the next 1.5 years and then something happens to her as a result of it. Lynn Johnston the creator has begun to write her stories in a long form style where some stories could run over the course of a year. This is a practice she will continue throughout the life of the comic strip.
Goof observation, Howtheduck. But knowing all the Elly and John haters and dissers and put-them-down-as-at-faulter sayers, this is not John or Elly’s fault. John would have put the stuff on the curb and Steve would have hauled it back anyway.
We used to have a friend like Steve. He had to park the car in the driveway because his double garage was filled with stuff. :) He drove his wife crazy too; every now and again she used to chuck some of it out. Mostly he didn’t notice but sometimes he did. She then used to ‘help’ him look for it. I felt quite sorry for the poor guy. :)
My husband has a pile of things he’s “going to fix”…we’ve been married for almost 32 years and some of the things have been there at least that long. None of it major: things like stereo equipment & even jewelry.
This is not unusual. I know loads of people with garages full of old cars to fix, wood to build things, paint they’re going to paint their walls with, rooms full of yarn for knitting, drawers with fabric scraps for sewing or quilting. I think it’s OK if it doesn’t get in the way, cost too much, or stuff is getting done. It’s very frustrating, though, if it sits there in the way, and someone else has to put up with it or wait forever for their “improvements”!
I think there’s a hoarding gene that we’re born with. I bet everyone has at least on “junk drawer” that contains the god-knows-what that we couldn’t just throw out, because “it might come in handy someday”. Strings, rubber bands, paperclips, bits of electrical parts and old phone chargers, AA and AAA batteries that may or may not have life left…and much more,… all crammed into that drawer. cabinet or closet
Am I right ? Don’t you have that drawer or cubbyhole that everything goes into, and that you promise yourself, you’ll clean out one day, soon ?
Eventually you will reach a point where you realize that to fulfill those “plans”, you would have to live to be 300 or so! Then reality sets in, and your start purging that junk with a vengeance. It’s liberating.
If you have little money, you compensate with the free and cheap things you can get. And you may have to decide right then whether to take something, without any more plan for it than,“I can use this someday.” And then life, or wife, keeps throwing problems and busywork at you, and someday never comes. A guy needs time to himself to do his own thing, or he just shrivels up and dies inside. Your husband is your partner, ladies, not a live-in personal servant.
Remember the kiddie wading pool you bought several years ago for your dogs during a heat wave, and they wouldn’t go in it, and it’s been in the way ever since? It’s going to be the roof for a dust bath area with diatomaceous earth for your chickens that we don’t eat that I buy food for (and food for the dogs, since you can’t lift a 35 pound bag), as soon as I have a free hour to pick out the bits of wood for a supporting framework from my scrap pile (which you want to burn) and till the area and assemble the framework, after the lawn mowing and your busywork assignments are done. Someday.
howtheduck over 7 years ago
More changes to Anne Nichols’ personality. First we saw her declare that she was going to stop watching her weight. Now Annie, who used to never complain about her husband, changes that tune and becomes a woman who complains about her husband (to Elly Patterson).
SPOILER this part:
Annie continues down this road in virtually every appearance she makes for the next 1.5 years and then something happens to her as a result of it. Lynn Johnston the creator has begun to write her stories in a long form style where some stories could run over the course of a year. This is a practice she will continue throughout the life of the comic strip.
denise.wolff over 7 years ago
Goof observation, Howtheduck. But knowing all the Elly and John haters and dissers and put-them-down-as-at-faulter sayers, this is not John or Elly’s fault. John would have put the stuff on the curb and Steve would have hauled it back anyway.
JoanHelen over 7 years ago
We used to have a friend like Steve. He had to park the car in the driveway because his double garage was filled with stuff. :) He drove his wife crazy too; every now and again she used to chuck some of it out. Mostly he didn’t notice but sometimes he did. She then used to ‘help’ him look for it. I felt quite sorry for the poor guy. :)
M2MM over 7 years ago
I’m 9 YEARS into our kitchen renovation with no end in sight. I think I must be married to a “Steve.”
Wren Fahel over 7 years ago
My husband has a pile of things he’s “going to fix”…we’ve been married for almost 32 years and some of the things have been there at least that long. None of it major: things like stereo equipment & even jewelry.
joefearsnothing over 7 years ago
Sounds like he needs a “round tuit” !
Jogger2 over 7 years ago
Donate the stuff to ReStore — The thrift store of Habitat for Humanity.
masnadies over 7 years ago
This is not unusual. I know loads of people with garages full of old cars to fix, wood to build things, paint they’re going to paint their walls with, rooms full of yarn for knitting, drawers with fabric scraps for sewing or quilting. I think it’s OK if it doesn’t get in the way, cost too much, or stuff is getting done. It’s very frustrating, though, if it sits there in the way, and someone else has to put up with it or wait forever for their “improvements”!
Tyge over 7 years ago
Looks like he got around to making a baby with you. Hey! A guy’s gotta pace himself. ;o)
Linguist over 7 years ago
I think there’s a hoarding gene that we’re born with. I bet everyone has at least on “junk drawer” that contains the god-knows-what that we couldn’t just throw out, because “it might come in handy someday”. Strings, rubber bands, paperclips, bits of electrical parts and old phone chargers, AA and AAA batteries that may or may not have life left…and much more,… all crammed into that drawer. cabinet or closet
Am I right ? Don’t you have that drawer or cubbyhole that everything goes into, and that you promise yourself, you’ll clean out one day, soon ?
BlitzMcD over 7 years ago
Eventually you will reach a point where you realize that to fulfill those “plans”, you would have to live to be 300 or so! Then reality sets in, and your start purging that junk with a vengeance. It’s liberating.
dgmiller over 7 years ago
After 57 years, my wife now just says that Good Will will eventually have a field day!
grainpaw over 7 years ago
If you have little money, you compensate with the free and cheap things you can get. And you may have to decide right then whether to take something, without any more plan for it than,“I can use this someday.” And then life, or wife, keeps throwing problems and busywork at you, and someday never comes. A guy needs time to himself to do his own thing, or he just shrivels up and dies inside. Your husband is your partner, ladies, not a live-in personal servant.
grainpaw over 7 years ago
Remember the kiddie wading pool you bought several years ago for your dogs during a heat wave, and they wouldn’t go in it, and it’s been in the way ever since? It’s going to be the roof for a dust bath area with diatomaceous earth for your chickens that we don’t eat that I buy food for (and food for the dogs, since you can’t lift a 35 pound bag), as soon as I have a free hour to pick out the bits of wood for a supporting framework from my scrap pile (which you want to burn) and till the area and assemble the framework, after the lawn mowing and your busywork assignments are done. Someday.