Basements are black holes, sucking unloved, unneeded items into their dank, dark, musty maws, and only releasing the items when their masters venture down with whip in one hand and cleaning supplies in the other (and the phone number for Habitat for Humanity).
Here are just a few of the random items I found today while attempting to tame my beast of a basement: two film cameras and five rolls of expired film, 11 Sesame Street and Barney VHS tapes, an ancient bag of pretzels, 80 egg cartons and 15 shoe boxes (might need for craft project one day), a framed photo set of me as a chunky debutante with a horrible haircut and too much makeup, a 12-pack of Corona (yay!), lots of beat-up kids’ shoes, several over-sized mutant crickets (alive and irritable), a vinyl tent to go over a bunk bed (although we don’t own a bunk bed), an aluminum fish roasting dish with the handle burned off, never-used heart-shaped ramekins, and three shredded dog beds.
Sheesh. What’s in your basement?
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My basement has a cat living in it as I have signed on to be a foster parent of local animal agency (seemingly the only way to get the stray cat out of my house without taking it to the shelter, where she could be gassed) and agreed I would keep the cat indoors until she is adopted. I also agreed to foster the cat for an entire year. YIKES!!!
Habitat is pretty picky. If they give you the snub try Freecycle.
yesterday there was a plumber there replacing three traps in drains… usually it serves as a cat habitat and I think the washing machine is down there.
I think the Edgy Debutante photo needs to be scanned and posted. In fact, maybe we should encourage the blogroll to each post an old photo on a particular day. Could be fun/frightening.
Thanks for the laugh. My husband, Mark, sent me this link because I’m looking to set up a similar website. Meanwhile, I’ve included a link to Edgy Mama on my blog at yogamamame.blogspot.com.
Eeeek, Jeremy. No way am I scanning those photos onto the internets. You know they’d come back to haunt me. Although maybe another one. Maybe. I do like your idea.
Welcome, YogaMamaMe! Best of luck with your website. Mark had sent me to your bloggie before, but it had a different name then.
Restless, you know you’ll end up keeping that cat. After all, it’s adopted you.
We’re poor. We live in an apartment which has a loft. When i was a child my Nana used to get into the loft to check for used and unused items. I think we still stored our china there in those days. These days…. it’s empty…. just like Nana’s room.
Sad to say I’ve got tons of stuff like the aforementioned but I don’t have a basement so it’s all sitting around the house. Yuk. I have a mission to clear all this stuff out, one-of-these-days.
I always think, “Gee, if I only got a dollar for each of these junky items, I’d probably have a hundred dollars!”
Our basement is an awesome array of accumulated junk, a pantry, washer/dryer, outdoor gear, exercise equipment and ALCOHOL…lots of it.
A small wine refrigerator with about 4 cases and then the motherlode of a beer collection, somewhere in the 90 case range. The perfect fallout shelter if there ever was one!