We’re still bringing items to our lockers, and today Earl accused me of “decorating” the lockers. The truth is, I am “organizing” them. There is a distinct difference.
Decorating is what you do to stamp your own personality on a room, a home, even a wardrobe. It defines who you are. As for me, I’m eclectic, casual, creative. I’ve hung picture frames with no pictures in them, displayed Winnie the Pooh memorabilia, and collected artwork reminiscent of Remington. I’ve agreed to an actual buffalo skull in our living room.
None of this evident in the two lockers we’re filling. Rather, what’s happening is that I want to be able to get something, anything, from the lockers without having to empty them in the dead of winter to find the thing I want. Last year, for instance, we had a locker; and, when we rented it in May, Earl put our holiday decorations at the very back. What happened when November arrived wasn’t a pretty sight, as he and our handyman had to juggle contents in order to retrieve the Christmas lights and Waterford ornaments. We never did find the swag that hung on the front door.
So we’ve taken the shelves that stood in our garage and moved them to the lockers, since we probably aren’t going to have much room in our new garage for anything other than our cars. And, slowly, thoughtfully, we’re filling the shelves. Thereon sits extra luggage, Earl’s boxes that contain his history of the past ten years, a generator, and an ice chest. Huddled close by are the cardboard wardrobes that contain off-season clothing. Soon lawn chairs and bikes will show up; and we’ll figure a way to make them accessible when the season for them arrives once again.
In none of this do I have plans to wallpaper the locker or expose Winnie the Pooh or even hang a buffalo head there.
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