The Daily Peeve / Rant

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Originally Posted by pinkytoe

DH has the same mostly packed away in a closet and they are never used anymore. I have stopped asking him to do something with them. I know if he goes first, I will be scratching my head about how to deal with all of it. It is one of my great frustrations that DH refuses to deal with his sh--.

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I’m not at all worried about what happens to all of my DH’s crap if he dies.

The main plan is: pull up one of those big industrial dumpsters. Hire grunts to carry it all out to the dumpster, and be done with it. I may pick out a few things that I think are worth some bucks and take them down to the auction house.

Done and done.

and yes, I may be leaving lots of money on the table, or more accurately in the dumpster.. so be it. I might signal the local shop teacher at the high school to come by and pick up stuff that he wants.

practically speaking I know it’s not gonna be that easy. We have a big farm tractor, an old one. Someone will want that. we have an old Mercedes-Benz that someone will want. So finding the titles and getting them signed over will be a PITA.

One might be dealing with grief and loneliness while getting rid of your lifelong partner's possessions. It is easy to imagine just tossing it all, but I imagine the actual "going through" all of it might be quite difficult. I recall DH dealing with his Dad's possessions and some of those things still live in a closet since he can't let them go. I still remember finding my Dad's diaries with explicit descriptions of meeting with his lover over the years. Why would he leave that behind?

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Originally Posted by pinkytoe

One might be dealing with grief and loneliness while getting rid of your lifelong partner's possessions. It is easy to imagine just tossing it all, but I imagine the actual "going through" all of it might be quite difficult. I recall DH dealing with his Dad's possessions and some of those things still live in a closet since he can't let them go. I still remember finding my Dad's diaries with explicit descriptions of meeting with his lover over the years. Why would he leave that behind?

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yes, it’s a lot to do if one is extremely tired from the great grief of losing a partner.

but in the end money makes it easier and one really can hire people to do a lot of it.

Had a weird incident today. Without exaggerated detail… Guy was going ballistic! I put 2 fingers on his arm meant to console. He called the police and said I assaulted him. Police officer told me ANY touching (even one finger) here in Texas not expected by the person can be considered assault. Guy recanted and no documentation. Lesson learned. I will look away in the future.

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Originally Posted by frugal-one

Had a weird incident today. Without exaggerated detail… Guy was going ballistic! I put 2 fingers on his arm meant to console. He called the police and said I assaulted him. Police officer told me ANY touching (even one finger) here in Texas not expected by the person can be considered assault. Guy recanted and no documentation. Lesson learned. I will look away in the future.

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Are you serious? That seems like a serious overreaction. He could have just said "I prefer not to be touched."

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Originally Posted by frugal-one

Had a weird incident today. Without exaggerated detail… Guy was going ballistic! I put 2 fingers on his arm meant to console. He called the police and said I assaulted him. Police officer told me ANY touching (even one finger) here in Texas not expected by the person can be considered assault. Guy recanted and no documentation. Lesson learned. I will look away in the future.

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that is too bad. But people who are going ballistic are not in rational mode.

neutral face and backing way slowly— safest route.

I bought a small portable treadmill about 5 weeks ago, for use on the many days that weather or schedule are not conducive to getting my steps outdoors. It was a pretty cool little thing, and I was using it regularly. Then 2 days ago, a little mouse got in there. The cats had the treadmill surrounded, and we thought the mouse was under it, but it was actually inside the works. Sizzle, sizzle, black smoke and dead treadmill. We took it outside and let the mouse out, but it looked seriously injured, like its back legs didn't work. Little sucker cost me $200.

On the plus side, I had a better idea of my preferred criteria when ordering a replacement, so hopefully my new one will be even better. I even went with the accidental damage warranty, which is not something I usually do, but the little mousie made me do it.