My Move

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

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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!!

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Something Smells

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.

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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!!

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

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!

 

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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!

Outside Ousters

Just in case you thought I made up another word:

Ousters – definition of Ousters by The Free Dictionary

a. The act of ejecting, forcing out, or supplanting. b. The state of being ejected, forced out, or supplanted. 2. One that ejects, forces out, or supplants another.


Annnnnd, just when you thought you’d never have to hear the word “Irma” again, here she is back for a fourth appearance.      (Dare we hope fourth, and final appearance??)

Oops!!     I forgot to show you the other day, the first, and most important inside prep I made for Irma!!

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Had to save the ice cream from melting!!

That was job one!!       (Apologies to Ford!)

Onto more serious things.

These were the outside ousters for Irma.      Ya know, the stuff that might fly around and hit somebody in the head, and knock ’em out!!

Backyard stuff brought inside, away from Irma’s ire!

Front yard stuff brought into the porch, out of harm’s way.

Man, that trash bin was stinky!!   

Our neighbor had a terrific idea!  

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Can you see the sandbags on his doorstep??

His apt. is ground level, whereas ours is 3 steps up!!

 

XH went around and closed all the jalousie windows, on the porch, the laundry room, and the bathroom.          A lot of the cranks were busted, so it had to be done from the outside.        So it was a man job!

So, that’s about all I have to say about Irma.        Hopefully since we’ve seen the backside of her, and know she can’t ever bother us again, I won’t need to mention her a fifth time, either!!

 

Oh, wait!!      Here’s one effect from her, that I’m not sure what to do about.

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What do I do with this mess???       Water bob is a big, blobbing bother now!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Do I try to dry it out somehow???        I hung it over the shower curtain for 3 days, not effective.         And if I try to fold it up, and keep it, won’t it be mildewed next time I need it????

Okay, I think I have well and truly exhausted the topic of that wild, windy woman, you know who!


An Irma post brought to you by the letter “O” and ice cream.

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Rut Roh- Rotten

Rotten rotten refridge. Rut-roh!!        How did this happen??          

On first glance, very very quick first glance!         It looks like I eat wonderfully well.   After all, there’s fresh grapes, broccoli, and orange!

Apparently I’d gotten a hot tip on the upcoming sour cream shortage, and I meant to be prepared!

slob, humor, never too much sour cream  No such thing as too much sour cream!!

But, the fridge was not working right.       We kept turning up the dial, but then later, it would be back down again.          PP, are you playing tricks on us????

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It’s here, but that’s about all I can say for it!

And the freezer never had kept anything frozen, the whole time we’ve lived here.           It’s really embarrassing, the number of popsicles, and ice cream bars I had to throw away.          I couldn’t remember it wasn’t cold enough??           Really??  

But DD1 had her fridge, from her other house, so we were okay.      Just very annoying to have to go out to the laundry room for milk!!

(Which I thought I had a pic of, but apparently don’t.  sigh)

But, finally enough was enough, and DD1 asked PopPop, to change them out for us. Which he obligingly did.         (Thank you dolly, for saving his back!!        Not you, Dolly!) After they purged all the contents,  of course.     😦

Now DD1’s is in the kitchen, on the left, and the landlord’s is on the porch, on the right. (Wonder how long it will stay there before I remember to ask him to come get it???)

 

Ooops!          Gotta get my purple hippo magnet!            He can’t have that!

But no more rotten food!!        Hurray for fresher fridges!!

 

Another 8 house post.        This one brought to you by the letter “R”, and Oscar the Grouch’s rotten garbage can house.

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