So how did the husband and I kick off this glorious past weekend? This Weekend We Purged
That is right- we did not spend it grilling up fake meat like our plane was going down and stuffing our faces with oreo cake!
Hell to the no. Mama was knee deep in rooting through the muck of hoarderesque stuff littering this house. In 2020 I've decided that it's time to get rid of the things my husband and I are holding onto.
It started quite simply- I think I was looking for something- and then I happened upon that Roy Roger's wagon wheel coffee table that adorned my husband's bachelor pad lair in 1989 and said, that's it- it's time to purge ( MUCH to my husband's chagrin) and I didn't really get how intimately connected he was to his old stuff until he clued me in. Here's his side: This Weekend We Purged
“When I moved into our home on Staten Island 18 years ago, I moved the contents of my former life and put it up in the attic and basement and now I realize that after 14 years I haven't used any of that stuff; my old speakers, those eighties era studio chairs ( the kind straight from the movie About Last Night) so my wife decided it was time to unclutter and this time I didn't argue my case for keeping them. But they were more than furniture, they represented a period in time when my whole personal and professional life was ahead- there was so much excitement, hope . I remember buying those chairs, those gargantuan speakers. I was a young doctor in training and I have to admit looking back on it I remember feeling on top of the world. I had an apartment, new speakers, new chairs I had a job that I thought would be the job of my lifetime. The world was my oyster and I thought that anything was possible. No kids, no house, no wife.. and now 18 years later- my wife and kids are my life and I love them but it was sad to see a part of my life being thrown out and I guess how my life has not ended up the way , back then at 35 that I pictured it. It was a time of limitless potential and I miss that guy who thought he could do anything, I want him back, I just don't know how to get back to him.”
– My heart broke a little bit as I watched my husband gather up his belongings but luckily– we are NOT just hauling them off to a landfill- we will be donating EVERYTHING!
Oh and not to be a TOTAL grinch I did save that Roy Rogers wagon wheel coffee table. I know my husband has a lot of mental and physical work ahead of him- and while I want to feel like my love and the love of our kids should be enough to keep him- I know it isn't.