Monday, April 5, 2010


I’m in the mood to purge. 

My house and all it’s shit is suffocating me.  It’s driving me nuts.  I feel like I can’t move in here, I feel stagnant with all this shit around me. 

I don’t consider myself a pack rat.  Not at all.  Jake most certainly isn’t.  Maybe compared to him, I am. 

Now, my mother, on the other hand, most definitely IS a pack rat.  A lot of the shit that is suffocating me in my house, is the shit that she didn’t want in her house, but, didn’t have the balls to throw out herself. 

My house is a halfway house for my mom’s shit. 

Every time she visits, she brings a box of stuff.  She says, “I brought this…thought you might be able to use it.” 

Maybe it’s a surge protector from 1987, that is probably an actual danger to whatever you plug into it.  Maybe it’s a little knick knack, like these…


Jack ate the petals off of this silk plant years ago, that sits in a little tin with Asians on it.  This Asian people tin, sits atop a broken alligator skinned, treasure box, that my kids used to hide matchbox cars, crayons, and candy wrappers in. 

Actually, they are dust collecting apparatuses, that never get dusted!

Then, I have shit like this that suffocates me….


A cross and a Christian book, from my days when I thought I had to be a Christian.  From the days when there were appearances to be kept up.  Gone are those days…I yam what I yam, these days!

Shit like this…IMG_1831

A candle-less candle holder.  I got this candle holder as a gift…about six years ago.  It’s never held a candle, but, has always had a place on my dresser.  I’ve denied this holder it’s purpose in life, for six long years…and I will deny it, no longer.  That’s cruel. 

I’m purging.  Getting rid of this stuff so I can breathe. 

I’ll probably keep the kids, and Jake. 



This Daddy said...

Know what you mean. Tracy and I got rid of alot of shit this weekend. Like my 6 second ab machine that I used for all of 6 seconds.

Adoptive Momma said...

My mom does the same thing! Brian said we are going to start packing a box every time we go to my parents house and leaving it!

Tracy said...

It must be something in the air. Thats exactly how I feel. Tired of shit everywhere. I get in these moods quite often and trash all kinds of stuff, now if I can stop going to the store and buying more shit to replace the shit.

Nikki B. said...

scott - 6 seconds? impressive! at least you used the damned thing!

AM2 - what is it? i think it's a generational thing.

tracy - that's the key!! i clear it out, then think..."oh, i have room for more shit now." buy some shit, and a year later i'm suffocating again.

Kaolinmommy said...

I feel like I go through this every time the season changes- especially in Spring. I want FRESH air! Last year I had a huge yard sale, but that junk is hard. Guess we're sticking with Goodwill, if we ever get around to doing anything with all the crap we box up. What are you doing with everything? And NO, I don't want it :)

Aurelie said...

I need to purge as well, but in my case, it's mostly paperwork. I have stacks and stacks of papers all over the place. It's a fire hazard over here!

Allie said...

Nikki, bring your purged stuff to my garage, cause I'm collecting lots of sh*t for a garage sale to benefit american cancer society relay for life!

S.I.F. said...

I cannot stand clutter - you purge away lady! Get rid of it all!

Little known fact: you can sell just about anything on Craigslist.

Rassles said...

Man, I LOVE a good purge.

Anonymous said...

I just don't know why you'd get rid of such treasures!!

Someday you'll think "You know what would brighten that table up? A little tin with Asian people on it! If only we had one!!!"

Then you'll learn to not throw stuff out!

Tre said...

That shit is funny!

Kameron said...

I need to do the same thing. No Asians to throw out, but I'm sure I have some crap that needs to go!

Tammy said...

Nikki! Are you serious? I must not know you AT ALL anymore. What has happened to MY cousin? You better think twice about "Who You Yam"!!!! I love you, Nik. Give me a call - Lets' talk.