Ricky and I live our very own version of the cable tv show “Storage Wars.”
Or maybe it’s “Hoarders.”
In any case, we have very different perspectives on how to manage personal posessions.
I am of the mindset that the universe (God, a Higher Power, whatever your belief beyond yourself might be) will provide whatever I need at the exact time that I need it.
Not to worry.
Ricky is of the same mindset. And he keeps insisting the universe is getting tired of providing me with a giant turkey roasting pan every fall for the past 10 years because I give ours to charity rather than try to find a place to store it for the next 11 months. And furthermore, just maybe the universe will try to teach me a lesson in appreciation and have no turkey roasters available anywhere next time I need one.
And so it goes as we pack away the Christmas decorations. Should I give the artifical tree that has not seen the light of day for 10 years to charity? Should I accept the fact that after 40 offers (4 kids x 10 years) no one in our family is interested?
Or should I do a “Ricky” and hang on to it for another 10 years, just in case?
Today’s Gay Agenda: Contemplating the irony of complaining that we have too many posessions to deal with. I think there’s a lesson to be learned there . . .