Monthly Archives: October 2017

My Move

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Ok, (deep breath)  I’m finally ready to announce it!!

slob, humor, shaggy haircut

For all future posts: please go to

http://www.purpleslobinrecovery.com      

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Squeeeee!!    I own my own name!!    And it’s live!!      Finally!!

My  morning is starting off right!!

Announcing my move!!

SO excited, are we??

Just a tad!

I’ll leave this site up, for now.     At least until I have it all moved over.     Then, not sure.    But move on over, and see my new place!!       Promise you’ll be glad ya did!!

Such Situations

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Oldie but goodie from September 2014.       Are y’all that have been here a while tired of the reruns??        I promise, I’m trying hard as I can to get my new site ready!!

 

https://wordpress.com/post/purpleslobinrecovery.wordpress.com/209

This was while we lived in our 4/2 biiiiiiig apartment!

Something Smells

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Do you see anything wrong with this picture?   Me either!   Except maybe the..

But, since we all know who and what I am, I might not be the best judge of something being wrong.   Just saying might.   After all, I don’t usually notice something stinks until the stench is so overwhelming that it grabs me by the throat, and literally tries to choke the life outta me!

Sweet Friend is forever and a day coming in and saying, “Something stinks in here.”   (So wonderful to have such friends.   {eye roll}   At least I know he’ll never lie to me!)   So, I tell him , “Sniff away!   When you find it, get rid of it!”   And women are supposed to have a keener sense of smell!!   I guess mine is deadened.    Maybe it just gave up and died??

So anyway, back to the pic.

slob, humor, DD1's fridge

DD1’s now in the kitchen.

This is our refridge in the 8 house.     And remember the electric was turned off after 2 weeks??     Yeah…

XH had removed all the food, before that happened, and brought it to the new apartment.     

 Except…….   a skillet full of food.        That was left in there.

I DO NOT even want to go back over there!!       I know I have to.       And I have to re-open the fridge, and take out that skillet.       Maybe I can just bag it up, and throw it away??        Maybe DD1 won’t notice that her biggest frying pan is missing…     

Will she??

If you never see another post by me again, you’ll know I died of food poisoning (the air).

An 8 house post.     Brought to you by the letter “S”, and botulism.

 

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Goodbye, Goodness!!

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Well, finally working on moving outta 8 house some more.     I made the first goodbye video.     Then a few days went by, and I forgot I’d made the first one, so I made the 2nd one!      Yeah, senior moments are so fun!!     Enjoy!!

 

 

See if you can spot the differences in the two!

I should make this a contest!!         But what would be the prize???          A genuine piece of clutter??          A wooden nickel??          A bad piece of advice???           Maybe a prize isn’t necessary, after all.

Donatables Done

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Not the Rubbermaid tote of donatables, but it IS a Rubbermaid tote of our stuff!      And yes, you have seen this pic before.     I have to start recycling the pix, just like the posts!

 

slob, humor, DD1's things

Rubbermaid tote.

 

Last Monday, about 3 weeks ago now, I worked on 4  kitchen cabinets.       Going thru and de-cluttering, and evaluating expiration dates on the food.     Do you know how hard that stuff is to read???       My eyes almost gave out, before the rest of me did!

It wore me out!!

But at the end of the afternoon, I had a half of a huge Rubbermaid tote full to donate! And some food to give away.

I felt so wonderful, to get that much done in a day!!        Yes, the feeling of accomplishment, and pride was there, underneath the exhaustion!

Shame Shunned

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Yep, you thought I was fresh outta shameful secrets, huh?

Nope!!

This decision has been a long- long- super long time in coming!!

And no, I did not scrabble thru the garbage to retrieve them!       Aren’t we proud of me??

Yes, I am- quite!!

Thank you, really!!           And I don’t even miss them!                       What rolls of film?????   Shame shunned!!         Another decades long weight off my shoulders!

 

(Haha!    I outsmarted you, WP lack of memory storage!!)

Tiny Teal Table

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Authoress51 was worried that I had run outta material.     No, just money!!     I have bought my own dot com, but can’t get it working yet.      And I’m out of storage here on the WP free plan…..     So, until I can get something worked out, I have to recycle.        This is a new post, because I had already loaded the one pic.     I had 3 more, that I wanted to add, but can’t.  😦       I hate publishing posts without pix!!       Thanks for the concern, Authoress!

 

 

Well, it definitely is tiny.        And certainly a table.      The teal part, eh, not so much.       But, it is blue!        Which teal is a kind of…..

When I lived in the trailer, PPJr , oops!   ChunkChunk, was in her high chair, and PP sat at the tiny, teal table, and the grown ups used TV trays.           Since CC has outgrown her high chair, she now sits at on a stool, at the dining room table, alongside PP.         S0 now we had no more use for the ttt.

DD1 decided it would make a great plant stand, and out to the porch it went.        That worked for awhile.    

Then, it was time for a switch up.       The plants went elsewhere, and the tiny teal table…..

Was left lonely, littered with leaves.       (And plant stakes.)

slob, humor, littered table

Littered with leaves, and plant stakes.

And DD1 decided it was no longer needed in our home, due to its poor condition!       The corners were the worse for wear, and the babies had decided it was too fluffy, and had been pulling the stuffing out, stealthily, for some time.

(Look in the top left corner, really closely!)

Pop was the pall bearer, for the disposal of the body.       Thanks, Pop.        He is so dignified and respectful.

You served us well, tiny, teal table.