I've just found two items which normally live on my mantelpiece, in the garage.
I didn't put them there, they don't belong there, they belong on my mantelpiece, doing what mantelpiece adornments do best, look interesting and give you something to fiddle with when you are standing around waiting.
But when I went out to perform open-starter-motor surgery on my car this evening, (the operation was a success, I would like to add) I opened the garage to look for tools, only to find my home furnishings nestling amongst the oily rags and underused power tools.
Why do people do that? I live with my parents, and until I can rectify that fact, am I doomed to have my stuff randomly relocated on a regular basis? I'm guessing my mum was behind it, but what makes her think "ooh, that strange pair of goggles (a-la my profile pic) and that bit of carved wood (carved by me, multi talented Dandan) would look much nicer out in the garage, I'll just move them for him", why would you do that?!
It's not even a shared mantelpiece, even though I live at home I'm very lucky to have my own living room, so it's my very own mantelpiece, I should be able to choose exactly what I want on it, I dont have to make room for my mum's dreaded Swarovski collection or my dad's jazz C.D's, it's mine!
Gah.
Still, I'm off now to go and put the sandwich toaster under the bathroom sink and move all my dads shirts into his sock drawer, I feel it's only fair.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
2 comments:
i'm sure they would have it no other way :p
I'm afraid that mothers really don't need a reason for moving your stuff around. It's a 'boundaries issue' thing. I came home (to my own house that I share with my kids...cos I'm old enough to have a grown up job and kids and a car etc!) to find my mother had rearranged my sitting room completely and moved pictures/mirrors etc around. When asked about this, she just said "oh, well, I thought it might make a change..."
Face it, they're all just a bit odd. Even though they're usually quite nice underneath it all. I'm dreading the day I find myself reorganising my son's posters on the walls... I think I'll have myself committed immediately! :)
Post a Comment