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I Was Just Cleaning The Basement

I have FOUND
the STUD FINDER
that was in
the LAUNDRY BASKET

and which
you had carefully
put
in the corner

underneath
several nightgowns
with a bottle
of dark rum

Unrelated
the new one
much worse
but trop cher

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I FOUND THE FUCKING STUD FINDER

AND HALF A HANDLE OF CAPTAIN MORGAN

TOGETHER

WHY THE EXCESSIVELY LUBRICATED NEWTFUCK

NO, NOT 'NEW TRUCK' THIS IS STRICTLY AMPHIBIAN BONING TERRITORY

/♋

....oh dear someone clearly misread the "stud finder" label, is all I can think of.

There is a sensible explanation!

Only one member of the household has knees/constitution/dexterity that can handle frequent trips upon the stairs, especially while holding objects. (The stairs are indifferently railed to boot, and Basement During The Day Cat and Loose Upstairs During The Day Cat will beef if they meet.) And everyone has ADHD or something that quacks like it.

So things to go downstairs go near the door to the basement stairs. And typically to make it easier, they go in a container. Grocery bag, tote bag, bus tub... or laundry bin.

Sometimes They Who Have Knees will have the wherewithal to do the stairs, but has no idea where any of the specific objects are supposed to go. At that point they generally figure that when I see it, I will be able to sort it correctly. Except in this case it got stuffed in a corner and something else went on top of it.

There was a Great Searchening last summer when we were repainting the media room because the next step was putting up shelves and we needed to find the studs. We eventually got a cheaper, less featured replacement, but there still aren't shelves.

Oh that does make sense!

My knees can handle going down stairs after a bit, unless one of them decides to throw that trick where it suddenly becomes like Jello, but up stairs, ah no. When I was younger I had a nice figure and better skin and all that, but I really did not appreciate my supple, lissome weight-bearing knees when I had them.

Knees! So easy to underestimate!

Currently I am up to going up and down the stairs once each per day, unless it's an emergency or a bad knee/leg/body day. I have been using this time to prepare the basement for the visit of my morail, and to try and make my sewing corner easier to use.