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The wages of sin

Ecclesiastes says it's death , but in this case the wages of sloth and indolence were losing stuff. We had dragged our feet about clearing out our old storage area (mainly because I'd misplaced the keys) and apparently the management got tired of waiting for us to move it into the new storage area and heaved all of it out in the trash...including most of a futon bed/sofa, Christmas ornaments (some of which dated back to Melody's second birthday, and is she ever pissed off) and perhaps worst of all, a couple of boxes' worth of Diversicon T-shirts we'd been keeping for them. I'm not looking forward to explaining that to Eric.

There is the possibility that the kids just looked in the wrong locker, but since Melody was reading off a letter left in the storage area, I don't think that's too likely. The stuff is gone, we now have a big empty storage area, and life goes on.


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Sep. 22nd, 2004 09:36 pm (UTC)
Speaking of things in storage, you wouldn't happen to have that wet-dry vac that Mom used to use to clean out the mousery, would you?
Sep. 23rd, 2004 04:23 am (UTC)
Yeah. You want to borrow it?
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