“Junk is something you throw away three weeks before you need it”

Today is a winter’s day. The sky is gray and there’s a cold breeze. This comes on the heels of 60˚ yesterday, a lovely fall day, a September sort of day.

I always think of winter as a grizzled old man with his beard covered in frost. He’s a bit of a bully who shoves aside the warmth of fall. By late evening yesterday the temperature was down to the 30’s. My heat was cranking to keep the house warm. My feet were cold.

My cleaning couple can’t come this week so they’ll come in two weeks. I am horrified. That means I have to do a bit of cleaning. I’ll have to remember where I left my vacuum.

I did nothing yesterday, and I had planned to do nothing today, but now I’m making a list which already has dusting, vacuuming and bathroom cleaning on it. I hate my list.

Yesterday a man robbed a bank in Revere and jumped into his car, a Cadillac of unknown vintage, and took off. He was followed by an off-duty police officer who lost him, but he was found by Boston police who gave chase down Route 1. The robber ditched his car near TD Garden and the Museum of Science. He took off on foot. Officers were hunting for him and were searching a parking lot framed by some porta-potties when they realized one of them was occupied. The suspect was hiding out inside it, and they took him into custody. The bank robber had locked the door of the porta-potty. I suppose he was thinking the lock gave him privacy. It didn’t. When he slid the lock, a red occupied indicator appeared on the outside door. That’s what the police saw.

My mother had a junk drawer in the kitchen. It held all sorts of stuff; need an elastic, matches or assorted loose crews and nails, just check the junk drawer. I found a lonely die in there once, saved I guess in case its mate appeared. Sometimes the drawer had odd shaped stuff which prevented closing it. Cleaning the drawer was never an option. If you just shifted and held down some of the stuff, the drawer would close. That drawer followed us on two different moves, its contents intact. My mother’s credo was you never know what you have until it’s needed, and when it is, the junk drawer will have it.

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  1. olof1 Says:

    It has snowed here both yesterday and today, not much though because the flakes were tiny, the kind that can fall for days but never seem to land anywhere 🙂

    The junk drawer! I think we all must have grown up with one and I too have one naturally 🙂 I’ve tried to go through mine because I need that anti freeze spray I use in the car door lock but it must be elsewhere. Typical because this morning I hardly could unlock the door. I wouldn’t have mind staying at home to be honest but I knew we would be short of people at work as it was.

    We call Winter King Bore here and he is a grumpy old man with frost in his hair and beard 🙂

    Have a great day!

    Christer.

    • katry Says:

      Christer,
      I love the first snowfall as everything looks so lovely and pristine. Any snow after that is a menace, something to be conquered.

      I know exactly the sort of snow you described. It stays on the grass a bit but not the roads.

      My junk drawer actually has mostly small tools, glue and tape. I need just about everything in there. It is heavy to open.

      I hate trying to find something I really need and wonder why it isn’t where I would normally out it. I also hated scraping the windshield.

      You have the best names. Winter King Bore is much more colorful than Old Man Winter.

      Have a great evening.

  2. Hedley Says:

    Mrs MDH and I are not the same. I am a thrower-outer, and she will accumulate junk. Her junk closet becomes the focus of my natural bad behavior and I have been promised a resolution by Christmas.

    The basement is the lucky recipient of stuff including that of our three children. I have summarily announced that I will be purging (not throwing up) in January in the hope that stuff will leave without me hauling it to the curb.

    I have accelerated to about 90 mph in Christmas shopping. The UPS guy and me are close, very close. Fed Ex guy is also a friend

    • katry Says:

      My Dear Hedley,
      I come from a family of savers. My mother used to say how surprised we’d be by what we’d find when she went toes up. She was right! My sisters should get the same warning from me.

      My cellar is disgusting and filled with stuff that doesn’t work or stuff I don’t wear anymore and all the seasonal decorations. I keep saying I’m going to clean but it seems too daunting.

      I am also friendly with my UPS man, but the damn FedEx guy just leaves boxes on the steps and doesn’t let me know. I am always surprised to find one when I open the door.

      Boxes have come every day for the last week.

      • Bob Says:

        Downsizing is the surest way to get your junk out of your life. If you have time a garage sale will turn your junk into some cash. I’m a collector and my spouse isn’t. She enjoys changing things and I’m comfortable with the old familiar stuff.

      • katry Says:

        Bob,
        I haven’t much I’d get rid of right now. I am a collector or was as I haven’t collected anything in a while. I know some of the stuff has gone up in value. I have a tin dirigible which I bought years ago for about $25.00. It is now worth $300.00 or so. I have an antique Steiff boxer which still has its tag. Stuff like that would need to be appraised.

      • Bob Says:

        I can’t think of anything that I bought that has appreciated in value. You’re lucky to have anything that has more than just sentimental value.

  3. Bob Says:

    When I was single I had a maid who came weakly to clean my apartment. After I married my wife fired the maid. I always assumed my wife didn’t like her work, but she recently told me that she fired the maid because the maid wanted to sleep with me. It sounds like a ‘Seinfeld’ episode….:-)

    Luckily my kids don’t want their gifts during Chanukah but want them ASAP. Once they realized there was no Santa and that we were Jewish, then the whole gift thing lost some of it’s excitement. Keep buying those gifts because the economy needs you to spend big time. 🙂

    Today was another cool, 70 degree, clear sky day.

    • katry Says:

      Bob,
      Most of what I bought was just to add to my collection. I didn’t realize how much they’d appreciated. I have a first edition of Dining with William Shakespeare. I think I paid under $15 for it. I tried to buy the book for a friends, but it was worth more than I was willing to spend. It was just serendipity.


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