Saturday, March 8, 2008

The Sacred Man Space

I violated sanctity of the garage today. A hard choice, but it had to be done. There was true danger of losing a child out there. It also crossed my mind that my husband might be lost in the garage, not on a business trip.

I’m thankful to report that no missing bodies were found, although many other items were. I threw away only items belonging in the trash—I realize that’s subjective, but you’ll have to trust me, Honey. I can now traverse the garage in a straight line from multiple directions—the novelty won’t wear off for days.

When the garbage can overflowed, I tossed my son in to tamp it down. Alas, we finally reached maximum capacity, so I began a pile for next week. Don’t worry, I retrieved my son before closing the lid.

A quick "thank you" to The Beasts and their destruction of the pool liner--I have two large boxes of pool paraphernalia destined for pool heaven. Throwing things away is so liberating—I might order one of those small dumpsters next week. I probably need to have my husband’s heart checked first…

The shop vac seems to be full too—guess I’ll figure out how to empty it tomorrow. No hurry, since the garbage can is maxed out. Shop vacs are one of mankind’s greatest inventions. There’s literally nothing they can’t suck up, and believe me, I tried to find the limit of ours today. I should probably count heads when I feed the cats tonight…

Ciao…live free and clean hard…

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

You go girl! He may not even notice what is missing, C UT

Anonymous said...

This is what happens when you mess with the MAN SPACE! You fall into the abyss and are never heard from again!! :) D in Los Angeles!!