PCSing — if no one was hurt, and the moving truck's trailer burned up — or your household crates fell off the container ship — would it be a bad thing?

© 2019 Peter Free

 

29 May 2019

 

 

PCSing — again

 

At least every two to three years, I get to see what a load of "crap" my wife has.

 

And she sees mine.

 

 

In comparing virtues

 

She forgets that most of my stuff is comprised of "tools" — as opposed to her allegedly excessive amounts of furniture, dishware, memorabilia and purpose-lacking clutter.

 

If there is flat surface — or a closet anywhere — she fills every square and cubic inch with something.

 

It's her nature. A packed burrow is a good burrow. A large over-filled cave is better than a small, similarly stuffed one.

 

 

We are mismatched — as many couples are

 

When I was 51, I fit everything that I still owned into an old pickup truck.

 

Color me monkish.

 

Her, regal.

 

 

Every move — a thought rises

 

Would it be so terrible, if:

 

 

the moving truck's trailed burned up

 

or

 

our overseas crates fell off the container ship?

 

 

The moral? — I'm terrible person . . .

 

. . .  who detests being owned by stuff.

 

Tools excepted, of course.

 

[Part 2 of this PCSing theme, pops up here.]