Tuesday, March 15, 2005

I looked that Gift Horse right in the mouth… and it was more than a little long in the tooth…

People used to make the expression, “Don’t look a gift horse in the mouth” the reason people look horses in the mouth is because their teeth keep growing as they age and you can tell if a horse is old by the length of its teeth.

You are not allowed to turn your nose up at a gift, but HAVE YOU MET ME? Parents, I love you, but I just cannot put this washer and dryer you gave me into my apartment. I am just too snooty to stick my clothes in that small washer; I am too shallow to have that harvest gold dryer drying in my laundry room. I am an uppity old git who even though I have never had anything I act like I came from old money.

I am one of those people that would rather sit on the floor for a year instead of putting a couch in my house, a perfectly good one mind you, but one that does not match my taste or my décor. I find that some things are a virtual assault to the senses, I just won’t be surrounded by ugly things, even if they are only temporary. Besides, I find a sort of Zen calmness that comes from an empty living room, or bedroom for that matter. Take my bedroom for example, no dresser, no place to put my clothes, nothing but a pair of laundry baskets, one for clean clothes, one for dirty. I can’t afford the dresser I want, so I will wait until I can. The problem is that if you get a piece of junk dresser that you don’t want, then you have to get rid of it later, and I don’t like having to get rid of junk.

The thing is, I am one of those people that don’t like clutter, I will never, and I repeat, NEVER have a garage so full of junk that you can’t park your cars in it. My closets won’t be full of clothes that I never wear. I don’t believe in keeping things in storage unless those things are seasonal, or you are in the middle of a move.

I feel bad for being the way that I am, but this is one area that I can't seem to change. I am really flexible most of the time, but I refuse to be surrounded by junk! This might need to go under a reason why "not to marry me".

13 Comments:

Kim said...

Don't feel bad Eddo. Sometimes it's good to be able to wait and work for what you really want rather than end up with a bunch of junk and other people's cast-offs that just do not match. Good for you, stick to your values! :)

1:47 PM  
Amanda Sue said...

wait till you meet the Godly woman of your dreams, who loves you more than words could ever say. wait till she combines her "special" things with your sparse belongings when you become married. wait till you are head over heels, and then we will talk about if you will never clutter your garage.

2:53 PM  
jes said...

eddie. i have been so quiet today. that, and blogger has been so slow that i get annoyed after 7.36 seconds when the page STILL hasn't uploaded, so i shut the whole thing down. so...

hello.

i totally agree with amanda. and then, wait till she bursts into tears because you want to get rid of something of hers because you want to get something EVEN NICER for her. at that momeny, it doesn't matter if it's nicer. it's the WHOLE PRINCIPLE OF YOU TELLING HER THAT YOU WANT TO GET RID OF SOMETHING OF HERS.

yeah, just wait.

2:58 PM  
jes said...

not at that momeny. at that MOMENT.

blogger needs spell check. it doesn't expect me to do it on my own, does it? sheesh.

2:58 PM  
Amanda Sue said...

i like the word "momeny." why don't we already have a word like that? it is fun to say.

4:34 PM  
jes said...

but how do you pronounce it? like mom-en-y (as in mom, en, eeeeee), or like mom-en-y (as in moam, en, eeeee)?

8:04 AM  
Amanda Sue said...

duh. (or "doy" - remember that???)

momeny rhymes with hominey (the vegetable that is imploded corn.)

ew.

what does momeny mean???

3:19 PM  
jes said...

no, i don't remember "doy." that must have been an East Texas thing. you should ask Amanda at Camouflage Lace if she remembers it. She lives in Longview. maybe it's still there.

Momeny. Hominy. Hominy is gross.

3:24 PM  
theshusher said...

Hey. My MG is harvest gold.

4:02 PM  
Anonymous said...

Hey. What is an MG?
jes

5:55 PM  
Kim said...

Amanda Sue - Doy was definitely a california thing too. It was alive and well there several years ago... said even by those of us who didn't leave in the valley!

8:19 AM  
Eddo said...

You all are hilarious!

I am back in town today - yeah!

8:44 AM  
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5:02 AM  

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