Savers aren't hoarders.

{Sorry I have been m.i.a as of late. Still not feeling great, and a lot of stress comes with that, along with all the medical procedures. Finger's crossed that Monday we will get some answers. Anyway..}

I came home last night to a very clean house. My husband is the man, and cleaned our apartment from top to bottom. He also organized everything. When I went to thank him for all his hard work, this is how he responded..

Bob- "Cait, why do you have a bunch of garbage in the closet?"

Cat- "What? I don't have garbage."

Bob- "I was going through everything to organize and you have a ton of junk in boxes."

Cat- "What kind of junk?"

Bob- "Tons of old toys, and papers, and notes, and just a bunch of garbage you could throw away."

Cat- "Those things aren't garbage!"

Bob- "Caity, I hate to break it to you, but you're a hoarder."

Cat- "I am not a hoarder."

Bob- "I found a hacky sack. A hacky sack you could buy for two bucks."

Cat- "I'm saving it for our kids, what if one day our son turns into a hacky sack champion because I gave him that?" "We don't want to take that away from him Bob.", "You'll thank me one day when we don't have to buy toys for our children."

Bob- "Caity, in the future our kids are going to be playing with hover cars, and moving smoke clouds with their minds."

Then he made me go into the office and open a random box and explain why I needed the stuff inside it. I pulled out a map of Seattle, a lotto scratch ticket, and an old candy bar... Okay, he might have a point.

So I am making this my new goal, to get rid of some junk. On Monday I will hopefully return a de-cluttered person.

On a side note, my argument was "What if I die Bob? Then you will have all of this stuff to remember me by." He responded with "I would be sad. But then I would look at all of this junk and it would suddenly make it easier for me."