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Post by brightbeginning on Mar 8, 2010 8:44:10 GMT -5
I had written this thread several months ago, but wanted to bring it back because we have new people signing up daily, and I thought we could have some fun with it again. :)As being hoarders/squalorers, what is the funniest place you have ever put something either to get it out of the way for company, or that it became a permanent fixture in??  I don't remember WHO said it, but months ago when I wrote this thread, someone responded-"clothes in the freezer". How priceless is that???!!!  Debi |
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Post by Rory on Mar 8, 2010 11:14:36 GMT -5
Actually someone did once find clothes in my freezer and I had a long time convincing her that there was a logical reason for them being there.
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Post by momof3boys on Mar 8, 2010 12:56:44 GMT -5
In the oven? It's not really funny but it's a good storage place.
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Post by charis on Mar 8, 2010 13:06:33 GMT -5
I am not very creative, as I just squeeeeeeeze things into closets until the doors pop off their tracks, BUT.....
my beloved MIL put spare car engine parts in her shower stall, they got jammed against the door and are still there. That was 27 years ago....luckily it is not their only shower
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Post by Peach on Mar 8, 2010 13:32:43 GMT -5
This is probably better titled "stupidist" place and it wasn't done by me (honest). And, it was done in a totally empty house.
This occurred when we did the final walk-through prior to going to settlement on this house 8 years ago. Upon entering the kitchen, our Realtor went around testing all light switches, etc. When she got to the stove, she turned all burners on and set the oven to a high temperature.
Then she opened the oven. The seller had placed all of the paperwork concerning appliances, repairs, etc. IN THE OVEN. The house could have burned down if the papers had ignited!!
The papers were quickly removed and the oven turned off.
Moral of story: Never put papers in an oven. Refrigerator yes, oven no.
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Post by binky on Mar 8, 2010 14:43:50 GMT -5
I remember once when I was little, my mom frantically cleaning because my aunt had just phoned and said she was coming over. My aunt kept a spotless house, but our house was always messy because my mom was the type of mom who was more interested in spending time with us kids and doing fun things with us than cleaning the house. I remember her stashing the loads of dirty dishes in the oven and in the bathtub. We used to laugh about that story years later. |
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Post by CaringFriend on Mar 8, 2010 16:15:35 GMT -5
Long ago, I had "important" papers gathering on my kitchen counter. With company coming and having no idea where to put those papers permanently, I stashed them in the big turkey roasting pan.  Finally they had a home and were out of sight. So I continued putting "important" papers there.  I had read articles about having a file cabinet, but I always thought those were for offices, not homes. After my SIL pulled out the roasting pan one holiday and had a look of astonishment on her face is when I figured I better find a more appropriate place to stash my papers. That's when it occurred to me that I shouldn't be "stashing" them, rather I should be storing them. I remembered the article about file cabinets and bought one. What a novel idea - storing important papers in a file cabinet in a home!  I think this is a good example of how we learn (or not learn) from our parents. I did many things my mother did, because I saw her do them repeatedly and assumed that's what you do when you are an adult. Examples: clean out refrigerator every week before grocery shopping, wash clothes every week, dust/vacuum/scrub floors every week, make bed every morning, put everything away when finished with it, etc. BUT......my mother did not have a file cabinet and to this day I don't know where she kept her papers.  |
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Post by hollydayzd on Mar 9, 2010 0:10:00 GMT -5
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Post by CaringFriend on Mar 9, 2010 1:18:53 GMT -5
Well, I once threw an armload of (battery-operated) toddler toys in the washing machine when I got surprised by an unannounced guest. Of course I forgot about them til hubby came home, bumped against the washer & it started playing music! OMG!!!! !!! |
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Post by marigold on Mar 9, 2010 4:18:16 GMT -5
This might not be the funniest place to hide things (under the bed), but I'll always remember my aunt's comment after she had tidied my room when I was around 7 (and she was staying with us for a week) - "There were only Martians missing under the bed!"  |
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Post by howardsgirlfriend on Mar 9, 2010 13:24:25 GMT -5
I can't remember a good story about a stash and dash, but when I was bellydancing regularly, I used to store all my hairpieces on a tiered skirt hanger in the bathroom. I'm sure they gave a few visitors quite a fright!
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Post by ponygirl on Mar 9, 2010 13:29:50 GMT -5
I can't remember a good story about a stash and dash, but when I was bellydancing regularly, I used to store all my hairpieces on a tiered skirt hanger in the bathroom. I'm sure they gave a few visitors quite a fright! I am envisioning pelts! |
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Post by puppybox on Mar 9, 2010 15:47:25 GMT -5
my apartment was covered in clutter and most surfaces were covered and all the dished dirty.
I poured a glass of juice and was walking around and had to go to the bathroom and forgot to put the juice down before I went in. too *** to leave and find somewhere to put it, and unwilling for it to be exposed to the air when I flushed the toilet (germs!) I put it in the medicine cabinet and promptly forgot.
Then I was pacing my whole place angrily for ages looking for my juice! I refused to wash a glass and so was jsut really thirsty for ages.
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Post by bee17 on Mar 25, 2010 18:51:14 GMT -5
My previous landlord used to make yearly inspections of the house and I would spend a couple of days frantically tidying before he came. I nearly always had piles of magazines hidden under the duvet in a perfectly made bed, and used to worry in case he sat on them. I always tried to make sure the piles were of equal height so there were no tell-tale lumps and bumps!
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