Maybe I have a little Joan Crawford in me, but I find this unacceptable:
This mess is behind the monitor on Gary’s computer desk. Usually I steer clear of his little hoarder haven, but I needed a big monitor for a work task. I was finally able to find the monitor cable after I gave up and left the room twice.
(He’s not really a hoarder. He’s just more disorganized than I am. I keep following mom’s advice: men don’t need a mother, they need autonomy.)
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Why am I reminded of that scene from A Christmas Story where the dad plugs the tree into an outlet with about 10 other things already plugged in? That picture is too funny!
Lisa – at least we don’t have fuses that need to be changed, like the father does in the Christmas Story.