The mysterious spring

Elizabeth Siddal was the model for Sir John Ev...

Elizabeth Siddal was the model for Sir John Everett Millais’s Ophelia. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

After the Sears cleaning crew left last Friday, I discovered a spring 18 inches long and about a centimeter wide,  The Sear’s quality control manager has no idea what it is. “Must have been on the floor of the unit,” says he. 

David immediately claimed the spring saying, “I will put it on the garden gate.” Now I don’t know whether I will have a gate slamming shut when I want it open, a sprung spring because I got angry one day, and broke it when it swung in my face, or yet another piece of clutter on his workbench five years from now.

To top it off, today, I received a message from Emeritus House, about senile squalor syndrome.

Are we teetering on the brink?  Who knows. What I do know is that every time I throw something away, it mysteriously ends up back in the house, in David’s bedroom or on his workbench.  He even saves the cardboard centers of rolls of toilet paper.  I asked him why, and he said he was trying to see how many he could cram inside one paper roll. This saving and recycling has to do with growing up during the Great Depression, I am sure.


I am probably just as bad about ‘stuff.’ We carted hundreds of books to our favorite charities, and just this past week I gave my daughter three more books to take to her MIL Francis who recently entered a nursing home.  Nevertheless, more books find their way into our house. Two arrived this week. And that’s two hard copy books, never mind the books finding their way to my Kindle.  Sometimes I get a Kindle book for me and a hard copy for David so he (and I) can look at the photos.

Smithsonian (magazine)
Smithsonian (magazine) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Today, when we visited my avian vet for Arabella’s quarterly beak trip, David discovered the latest copy of the Smithsonian magazine, and got excited about an article on archeology in Florida. He hadn’t finished the article when I was ready to leave, so I reminded him, we have that copy at home, in the stack of “to read” material on your end table. 


 Yesterday, I discovered I had been reading two different books on Lincoln. One is Doris Kearns Goodwin’s Team of Rivals, the other Rise to Greatness by David von Drehle. The first is the basis of the new Spielberg movie, Lincoln. The latter the story of 1862, a perilous year.

How do you keep them apart, asks David. Easy, I lie.                                                                         


Ophelia [detail] John Everett Millais, 1852.

Saturday, I will be attending the seminar on the History of the Arts and Crafts movement at the Smithsonian. Simultaneously, the US National Gallery here in DC is sponsoring a showing of Pre-Raphaelite paintings. David and I saw many of them, such as the Millais painting of Ophelia in London’s National Gallery. I have warned him a trip to our NG is in store.

Have a good weekend.  

10 thoughts on “The mysterious spring

  1. There are advantages to living alone ! My late husband was a hoarder and, although he died in 1990, I still find “left over” stuff in his workshop/garage … but the inside of the house is mine and I
    give away more than I keep and love the freedom of that.


  2. RYN Friday: Swim suit. LOL I too gave all my suits away…the last one to my eldest for her interview suit. I did see a nice, wool Dana Buchman jacket in the store yesterday. Maybe it will be sold so I don’t have to buy it. 🙂


  3. You can also make the rolls into biodegradable plant starters I saw the hint in Motherearth News.

    Given the chance I can find a reason for saving anything that’s my problem. You didn’t have to grow up in the Depression yourself you only need parents and grandparents who did. My grandmother washed and saved aluminum foil to reuse.


  4. Tell David that he can use the paper rolls to fold cords into. That’s what I’ve done. I’ve also used them to keep my wrapping paper from unrolling. I love Smithsonian Magazine. It’s almost like National Geographic where I can’t bear to throw them away. It’s hard to pass them on too. I know Art has a bunch of springs and little doohickeys that he has no idea what he’ll use for.


  5. Oh, I so wish I was with you.
    I will swear that your house is clean, but the books have taken over. 🙂
    And too, you will have to stop throwing things away, Take what ever it is out to your car, and dispose of it elsewhere. LOL Books creep up on me here too. It’s bad, really bad when the dust mites win and the books develop those brown spots. 🙂


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