Have I mentioned it’s been cold?
Well, it has.
(If you don’t have WTForecast on your phone, you should. It makes bad weather bearable.)
And if we still had cats, yes. I’d do that too.
Bitter temps and high winds make me want to hunker down and hibernate…
And drink.
But come to think of it so do warm weather, humidity, fog, wind, rain, hail and thunderstorms….. so make of that what you will.
It’s still winter here in Maine.
But that didn’t stop my husband from shopping for a lawn mower.
He wants one of these –
Which they practically give away for the ever so reasonable price of $5,500.
To which my reaction was…
He shopped around for the best price…
(spoiler alert, there isn’t one)
And made this poor guy dig one he promised to buy out of the solid ice and snow. Then he ordered it somewhere else.
Thanks husband.
Now I can’t show my face at the local Tractor Supply without fear of reprisal.
Did I mention…
This new tractor won’t fit in our shed slash (yes, there used to be a horse in there) barn?
Center post, 4 push mowers, patio furniture, wheel barrows, a generator, an extra truck tailgate, 2 old safes with no combinations, chainsaws, weed whackers, a plow, and 3 doors he brought home from the dump.
It won’t fit in the garage.
(2 cars, 2 motorcycles, a snowblower, 2 bed frames, a sink, an antique cash register, trash cans so filled with stuff there’s no room for trash, a fax machine, bicycles, paint, tools, shovels and at least 100 empty boxes.
Because you never know when you might need one.
Or thirty.
There could be a dead body. How would I know? I haven’t seen a wall, or parts of the floor in years.)
It won’t even fit in the new giant barn.
Husband has filled that with floor to ceiling crap treasure as well.
When he needs to work in there? It looks like this…
He’s my husband, and he’s a pack rat.
(He also refused to build the ramp I wanted out the front doors and would have no way to drive the tractor up in there anyway.)
So…
When the new toy he ordered comes in?
I have no earthly idea where he’s going to park it.
Men.
You never plan ahead.
I feel your pain. I had to step over my first husband’s boxes of his “limited edition collectible beer cans” in my living room for years. He only moved them somewhere else when he brought home an entire car engine. To store it in my living room.
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Thankfully my husbands crap is limited to the barn, shed, garage and cellar. I refuse to let it migrate to the house itself!
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The motor on that mower looks like it could move a cruise ship…
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Seeing that we may have to sell a car to fit it in the garage, that’s good. Because he may be driving it to work..
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LOL
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You’re not gonna have any room to invite the possums inside when that new lawn mower ends up in the dining room…
I work in retail, and our philosophy is “if the customer can’t see it, we don’t have it.” Because, yeah, half of the stuff we go through hell and high water to find for a customer ends up not getting bought anyway…
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And there was no real reason he had to see the mower that was buried in snow. He bought a slightly bigger one for 10% off sight unseen, so wth?
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Nick’s shed and garage are very similar yet except I think I sold or parted out 12 cars and trucks.
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There comes a day when too much stuff is too much stuff. I’m there. …
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It’s overwhelming to dispose of this stuff.
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We’re becoming more cold-hearted about stuff around here. If it gets in my way, it’s gone. Even the stuff in the basement where monsters live and stuff goes to plot against my plan to live a tidier life.
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I’ve reached that level and have been eradicating stuff for years.
Sadly the husband is not there yet…
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Deal Lord my garage looks like your garage, except all the stuff in mine belongs to my oldest son who (still) lives with me. When I was married to his dad, he did the same thing, one winter he rebuild an entire Chevy big block engine for our race car in MY LIVING ROOM! The next year I filed for divorce, lol.
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You win.
I’d say a Chevy rebuild in your living room is definite grounds for divorce!
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Wow! Just wow!
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Yeah.
There is definitely such a thing as too much stuff. …
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I hope you ‘do not’ have a ramp leading to your living room door!
Happy Gardening
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Most assuredly not!
A girl has to draw the line somewhere…
😉
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Hey, that looks like my riding lawn mower.
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He’s been wanting a zero turn for a while now. I hope he likes it…
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Ooooh! A new mower!
Might need a new shed for it …
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You’re not helping…
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Don’t laugh at saving empty boxes. Recently my wife needed a certain size box to mail something in, and like the thoughtful husband I am, I dug around the stacks of empty boxes in the garage until I found the exact size she needed. For my reward, I had to pack it for her to make her stuff fit (for which it only took a few whacks with a sledge hammer), but hey — that’s what husbands are for, right?
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I’d like to say husbands are for cleaning out the garage, cellar, shed and barn….. but I know better.
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Ah, back to Maine and the bitter cold and picking on poor Fred–just like old times!! :O)
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There’s a wealth of blog worthy husband traits to choose from…. I can’t help myself.
😉
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Personally I’ve planned 10-15nyears ahead. Doesn’t mean I’m going to tidy up .
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10 -15 more years worth of my husbands stuff will require a backyard warehouse.
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If he is out for the day.. hire in some help, get rid of it. – ‘surprise’
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The only time I ever got away with that was when we moved back to Maine. He had come ahead and left me to pack up the house. Naturally I held a giant yard sale right after he left. Funny part is, he’s never missed or asked for a single thing I got rid of.
😈
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Lol, 🙂 I’d love to see that post if you did it again
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No plans to move.
Sorry…
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Wow, my husband’s pack rat tendencies suddenly don’t look so bad. Thank you for that!
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You’re welcome. There’s nothing I can do about my plight, but I’m glad it helps others realize theirs could be worse.
🤣
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Hopefully the joy of chicken-sitting helps you forget the pain. 😉
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Momentarily. But basically I just try not to enter his trash filled domains….
😉
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As far as I can tell, all men with lawns want one of those. I still have a hard time swallowing the cost of our riding mower. I’m pretty sure my husband won’t get a zero-degree mower until I have Rosie the robot doing the dishes over here, mk?
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Well, I removed our dishwasher and put in drawers so I guess I shouldn’t bitch.
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