My mother is random
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My mother loves to organize things. She also loves QVC. This is really really bad combination come holiday time....
For the past elebenty years, at least one gift-ish holiday has presented me with at least one "oh lordy" moment.
I remember the "locking storage boxes - stackable!" They looked like those styrofoam takeout containers, but long and narrow, and made of flimsy clear plastic.
There was also the "Roll-Up Tool Organizer" - which was bunch of a hinged compartmented containers that rolled up into a kind of Star Trek-Looking tote. I think I inflicted it on
pensnuggles.
There were "Cord Organizers" and "PopUp Laundry Bags", the "Atomic Clock" that never worked and a kind of clear lucite thingie that sat under the answering machine so you had a place to put a pad, a pencil, and a phone book
I have patiently explained to my mother again and again that when she insists that things "will be great for your sewing stuff!" that "There is a REASON I have a workroom. So I don't HAVE to put things away! I can hang them where I can GET to them!".
She is the kind of woman who would hapily live in the Container Store. I remember when she discovered the place. That kind of glee is frightening to me. I'm the one who packed for college by shoveling the piles of things on my bedroom floor into boxes with both hands.
Or as
ashtalet put it once, "Has your mother ever MET you?"
Well this year it is some Vacuum Storage Bags. You know, for your "out of season clothes" (that consist of 2 cardboard boxes of tank tops and shorts/long sleeved sweaters) or bedding (I have a blanket chest)
Also, I don't own a vacuum. I have a Roomba but I suspect that won't quite work.
Oh, and inside the blobby bag is a set of new sheets. She did ask me what colors my bedroom was. She got the blue part right. But she must have missed the part about the black/navy gloss furniture, the black rug and the Star Wars posters and Hubble photos, because now I have white sheets with large blue flowers on them.
I think the only thing I might possibly own that has flowers on it are some clearance underpants....
I think my favorite part of this whole box might be the pillow liner. The used pillow liner. With a post-it on it that says "I needed filling - cover me with something nice". I've been pondering the various pronoun permutations of that statement all afternoon.
I love my mother dearly, but she is clearly an alien.
For the past elebenty years, at least one gift-ish holiday has presented me with at least one "oh lordy" moment.
I remember the "locking storage boxes - stackable!" They looked like those styrofoam takeout containers, but long and narrow, and made of flimsy clear plastic.
There was also the "Roll-Up Tool Organizer" - which was bunch of a hinged compartmented containers that rolled up into a kind of Star Trek-Looking tote. I think I inflicted it on
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There were "Cord Organizers" and "PopUp Laundry Bags", the "Atomic Clock" that never worked and a kind of clear lucite thingie that sat under the answering machine so you had a place to put a pad, a pencil, and a phone book
I have patiently explained to my mother again and again that when she insists that things "will be great for your sewing stuff!" that "There is a REASON I have a workroom. So I don't HAVE to put things away! I can hang them where I can GET to them!".
She is the kind of woman who would hapily live in the Container Store. I remember when she discovered the place. That kind of glee is frightening to me. I'm the one who packed for college by shoveling the piles of things on my bedroom floor into boxes with both hands.
Or as
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Well this year it is some Vacuum Storage Bags. You know, for your "out of season clothes" (that consist of 2 cardboard boxes of tank tops and shorts/long sleeved sweaters) or bedding (I have a blanket chest)
Also, I don't own a vacuum. I have a Roomba but I suspect that won't quite work.
Oh, and inside the blobby bag is a set of new sheets. She did ask me what colors my bedroom was. She got the blue part right. But she must have missed the part about the black/navy gloss furniture, the black rug and the Star Wars posters and Hubble photos, because now I have white sheets with large blue flowers on them.
I think the only thing I might possibly own that has flowers on it are some clearance underpants....
I think my favorite part of this whole box might be the pillow liner. The used pillow liner. With a post-it on it that says "I needed filling - cover me with something nice". I've been pondering the various pronoun permutations of that statement all afternoon.
I love my mother dearly, but she is clearly an alien.
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Date: 2008-12-18 09:50 pm (UTC)If there is a "dust ruffle" in there I may cry...
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Date: 2008-12-19 12:49 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-12-19 12:54 am (UTC)