Thursday, October 09, 2008

I'm pooped.

Been cleaning yesterday and today. Ugh. I braved my son's room today. It was not as bad one might think, but there were some things that made me go mmmm.

  • A money bag from a bank dated 1991 filled with knitting needles and crochet hooks.
  • 46 plug thingies that seem to go to some kind of video game.
  • 9 different controllers for several game systems.
  • A t-shirt that fit him when he was five, that he wants to keep for some reason or another.
  • Highlighter pens that he insisted he needed last year for school still in the package.
  • #2 Pencils...same story as above.
  • A very nice wood and glass chess set that I've no idea from where it came.
  • Antique 22 Winchester rifle that I forgot he had.
  • The $2 bills that he was keeping "Safe" for us two years ago, but forgot where he had put them.
  • A Super Nintendo.
  • Gross things that I closed my eyes and threw in a bag.
I'm still not done, I gave up for today. Tomorrow I am going to try to get it done even if I have to put on a HAZMAT suit and possibly be hypnotised later to block out my memory of whatever I might find. I know he's 17, but he's still my baby.

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  1. Anonymous6:22 PM

    Do like I did with his father when he joined the Army. I used a shovel. At least you haven't found any dead critters the cats hid in his room. :) IO

  2. Ewwww.....I found enough though. Blah!

  3. I was about to say, "Why doesn't he clean his own damn room!" and then I remembered, I have a post on this exact same subject. Sigh.