So my husband is a Man of Piles. I don’t get it. Sure, I understand not being able to handle everything that comes your way immediately, so you need to toss stuff aside and deal with it later. The baffling aspect of my husband’s technique though, is that he has at least 4 distinct piles throughout our house. While the piles are distinct, their contents are not. In our early marriage, when examining these piles, I worried that my husband had severe ADHD or else was becoming some sort of bizarre Unibomber. The erractic items that end up in these piles make no sense to me, but I’ve now learned the safest thing for everybody is for me to just ignore them. When cleaning up the kitchen the other day, though, I simply had to move one of these piles to get around the dirt. After dropping and scattering the contents of said pile not one, but FOUR times, I had pretty well familiarized myself with what my husband was stashing up:
2 ipods (no, don’t panic–the Spidels are not becoming super tech-saavy, he just somehow managed to win both of these at work)
old dog collar
bills
Halloween card
toothpaste sample
various electrical cords
one rusty AAA battery
beer magnets
copy of American Rifle magazine
?????????????? I’m scared…
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