Stuff? Just stuff it already

May 7, 2013 

I must say, this is my most favorite time of year. I love not turning on the heat or air. Though, I do have to wonder, has all the pollen fallen?

And why are there ants in my potted plants?

Wait, this is beginning to sound like a rhyme. Enough is enough. What say we talk about stuff?

I love to talk about stuff. I probably write about stuff at least once a year. I can’t help myself. Stuff is a part of life. We want it. We need it. We can’t live without it.

So we buy it. We use it. We store it and stash it. And when we’re tired of our stuff, we begin to bash it. Yikes! Did that just rhyme?

Stuff is kind of like a phone plan. It’s everywhere. It’s unlimited. And when you add it all up, you’d be surprised at what it all cost.

When I think about the tons of stuff I’ve either sold or given away and all the millions of people that have probably done the same thing, I can’t help but think, “That…is a lot of stuff.”

Last month our neighborhood had a community sale. My sister said, “Remember, it’s not about how much you make, it’s about how much stuff you get rid of.”

Fortunately, I got rid of some stuff. Unfortunately, there’s more where that came from. I’m thinking stuff is the one thing that people never run out of.

The weekend after our sale, my friend called and said, “Hey, Sweet Pea. There’s a community sale in my community and I didn’t even know it. Want to come over?”

I did want to, but since I was still hanging out in my PJs and sipping coffee, I arrived when the community sale was wrapping up. Too bad. I’m sure I would’ve found something I didn’t need. I would’ve bought it, brought it home and stuffed it away with all my other stuff.

I have a friend who buys things at sales and actually uses them. I’m talking things with electrical wires hanging from them. One time, my friend bought this outdoor porch light, took it home, figured out all the details, wired it, hung it and…Viola! It worked.

I totally avoid things like that. I mean, I’ll buy a book and eventually read it, but dangling wires...No. Never. Well, unless they’re part of the cutest earrings ever.

Karen Tomas is a resident of Fort Mill. Email her at brainflurries@aol.com.

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