Patti, Emily and I spent this weekend at the new house. The balance of all of our possessions is finally tipping toward the new place, with only a little left at our apartment. Two things.
My alarm clock is still at the apartment. What I didn?t know was that Patti?s alarm clock, the only one at the new house, has an alarm ? a silent alarm. Good thing Emily gets up early, because I would still be in bed.
Second thing. I was doing some stuff at the apartment on Sunday when I decided to take a break. As I was sitting on a fold up camp chair, with a can of Dr. Pepper on a milk crate end-table, I realized I like the apartment with NOTHING in it. Then I looked into the dining room with nothing but a plant, in the middle of a slow and painful death, sitting on another milk crate. I went into Emily?s old room, which is now completely empty. As I passed the kitchen, with the answering machine sitting on the floor, I thought to myself ?Damn, this is cool?. I wondered what the absolute minimum I would need to live comfortably. With that said, here is a list of possessions I would need.
TV: No question here, can?t live without it.
Computer: If I had to choose between a TV or a computer, I would have to go with the computer. The TV doesn?t talk back to me.
Folding camp chair: Pretty comfortable and easily moved.
Radio: Small, to listen to sports radio when I am in the shower.
Bed: Or futon. I can?t sleep on the floor night after night.
Fridge and stove: To keep my beer cold and cook my, well, I am not a big fan of cooking. I guess I can get take-out. Nix the stove.
That?s about it. My clothes are fine in piles on the floor. And everything else just adds to the stuff that needs to be cleaned.
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