moosh in indy.



Customer assistance in sporting goods to the stairs, please?

I know I’m not the only one who leaves town for two weeks and comes home to this.

Right?

Customer assistance in Sporting Goods to the Stairs Please?

Customer assistance in Sporting Goods to the Stairs Please?

“OH! But it’s just an exercise bike and a weight bench!” you say.

Yes, it is an exercise bike and weight bench.

Hanging.

From.

My.

Ceiling. (and walls.)

Customer assistance in Sporting Goods to the Stairs Please?

Customer assistance in Sporting Goods to the Stairs Please?

And in case your worried about coming to my house and having an exercise bike fall from the sky and render you unconscious, don’t worry, it’s being held in by SIX BOLTS AND A CHAIN.

Customer assistance in Sporting Goods to the Stairs Please?

After seven years I’ve come to expect nothing less.

Customer assistance in Sporting Goods to the Stairs Please?

I’m so in love with someone so unbelievably odd.

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I guess I should explain the stuff hanging on the walls…it kind of explains why I’m not peeved about it.

Whilst I was gone he found a big cherry wood desk on CraigsList for $100. (a $1500 desk mind you.)

The desk is so huge it took over where the fancy “home gym” used to reside. It also left six enormous holes in my walls and knocked out a door jamb. *sigh*

He got it so that he could come home at night and have a place to be with his “girls” when he studies.

So instead of him being at school from 6am to midnight I get to have him home a few extra hours and in exchange I get to have sporting goods on my wall. Both of which he can reach quite easily (my baby is all kinds of strong) and uses regularly. And yes, this really was the last (not necessarily logical) place to put the stuff.

Did I mention I married a packrat? Because I totally did, despite trying to beat it out of him for the last seven years the pack rat has clung on tight and refuses to die.


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I just wanted to let you know that I have spent hours, yes hours, reading page after page of your daily musings. And I just can’t stop! I saw your link on Jen Lancaster’s blog and thought what the heck is a moosh? Well, I just wanted to say thank you for making the last 2 workdays (yes that is hours of reading during my *ahem* workday) but irregardless it has made my week!

and um… is that Cody’s interpretation of Art?

Okay… you have got to be the most understanding wife ever! I am sorry to admit that I think I would freak out. Thanks for being such a good example. :)
Jennie’s last blog post..Free at last….

I.Would.Be.SO.Pissed. You are a saint to see any kind of charm in this!

Amy’s last blog post..Tax Time!

Wow, that is surprising. How on earth does he use it if it’s tackled to the wall? Does it come off easily? Or is this exercise-inspired artwork? lol

Rhea’s last blog post..Everyone needs room to run.

If it weren’t for the pictures - I wouldn’t believe it. How does it all work?

Anna’s last blog post..A little playground in his soul

WHOA! I am so confused. Does he use it while it is hanging there? Surely it isn’t suspended from your wall just to “get it out of the way”???

What the heck was your husband thinking?

The last time I left town without my husband the dog chewed up the carpet on my stairs…. I guess he was sad that I was gone. Next time, I hope he’s *sad* on a chew-toy!

Ok so the question you didn’t answer is why… Does he think it looks cool? I think I would make my husband take it down immediately!! You are a better wife than I am for letting him leave it there!!

BTW… I am a fellow Hoosier!! I live about 45 minutes north of Indianapolis!! I have been meaning to tell you that but I just keep forgetting!! But I am a born and raised Hoosier!!!

Oh my. I’m sure there is a good reason for the “hanging from the walls and ceiling” part. Right? Right?

Kristin’s last blog post..Observations

is it weird of me that I don’t get it? Am I missing something….modern art?

ellinghouse’s last blog post..Can I get a side of lard with that butter?

Suspended like that it looks like some kind of torture device or sex toy, no? ;P

Must be Motherhood’s last blog post..She gets out of Dodge

Hmmm. Is the stress of law school getting to him? Or he was just so incredibly lonely it made him crazy? Kind of like Jack Nicholson’s character in the Shining?

More questions — did he have help? I can’t imagine that was easy to do by himself!

Mitch’s last blog post..Stinky Butts

I take it that it does not fit under a bed or in a closet…the wall really is the next progression.

Clink’s last blog post..there’s something about Ernie

I’m so lost… Is he seriously using that as a source of decoration?

Ummmm….

Uhhhh….

WHAT?!?!?!

Sadie’s last blog post..Hell Week…

Wow. Yeah, he’s really lucky to have you. I would have been soooo pissed. We’re talking no speaking, no food, no…..well, anything…..Pissed.

I have to admit that I really had to read this twice to understand it. You must have been shocked. You know that we’ll need a follow-up post to this.

Updated!

well…it is one beautiful desk…

staciesmadness’s last blog post..TOOT-goes my horn

Can’t say I have ever come home to that. If I had, it wouldn’t be finished. The husband would have put three bolts in the wall and left it at that. He’s notorious for not following through on things.

andi’s last blog post..New house rules

That’s pretty clever, actually. A good use of space. Maybe I can hire Cody to come get some of the crap off our floors because when Mads starts crawling, we are screeeeeeeewed.

Heather’s last blog post..A Pleasant Good Evening to You Wherever You May Be*

That’s um… very… creative! I’m the pack rat in this family. My husband leaves his crap everywhere, but when I tell him to organize it he just throws it all away. This is the guy that moved cross-country in his car… twice! While I had to have a small trailer, my car, and my parents car just to move to the neighboring state!
Welcome home, by the way!

Krista’s last blog post..SBP5 - Red Lake and the Joshua Trees

Wow.

Barb’s last blog post..Check it out!

I’m so glad my husband isn’t a packrat for I am the exact opposite of a packrat.

Janssen’s last blog post..In Which Life Rocks

Holy Cow. Never seen that before.

(um, i kind of think it looks a little bit cool. is that wrong?)

ali’s last blog post..the mouths of babes…and some hot blogger action

Ummm yeah, that’s hideously unnacceptable.

Sarah’s last blog post..Still on Earth!!

See, I knew there had to be an explanation!

Kristin’s last blog post..And how do you spell relief? And other bits of random thoughts (EDITED)

Greatest line ever: I’m so in love with someone so unbelievably odd.

I know how you feel :) But it makes me so happy.

that is the funniest thing i have ever seen.

ever.

erin’s last blog post..flying

Am i the only person who thinks it looks kinda cool hung up there like that?

You’re taking it way better than I would. I’d be, um, slightly irked.

Kelly’s last blog post..Notes from Puddleville

The bolts and chain I trust. The MV walls…not so much. :)

This is too funny!!! Every time I leave my hubby by himself he always rearranges the house. I’m glad to see that it isn’t just my hubby :)
Nicole’s last blog post..Look What Came in the Mail :)

Talk about resourceful! And cool desk your husband scored!

One question, is that right over your front entryway?

RG in ID’s last blog post..Time to fess up

Now that is just funny! Are you a freak in hiding?

AFRo’s last blog post..The Return Of The Corn Dog Story

My paranoia makes me worry about that thing rendering you unconscious. If you say it’s safe, well, OK, I’ll trusy Cody’s handiwork.

The desk? Sweet & awwwwwww.

Welcome home!

Alli ~Mrs. Fussypants’s last blog post..Fussy Revels in the Threadbare & Relishes the Velveteen

Glad you cleared things up. I read this earlier today and was totally confused. Now I get it. I think it’s rather ingenious of him. And I LOVE the desk. Gorgeous.

Rachel’s last blog post..Getting me there….

It’s modern art!

MammaLoves’s last blog post..The Lesser of Two Evils

I think I would kill my hubby if I came home to that:)
You are a good wife!

Erin’s last blog post..Forbidden Love

I…cannot…even…fathom.

Camille’s last blog post..How Not to Teach a Lesson on The Immaculate Conception

Yep, 12 years and still a packrat, I think it’s genetic. Pretty hysterical.

I LOVE the desk and think that might make up for it but my paranoia would drive me insane. I’d be totally terrified of that thing falling! How did he even get it to hang there?!?!? Oh the mysteries.

Can’t you just store it in the garage? ;)

It’s over our stairs to the upstairs, which is about seven feet from our front door. So unassuming people would never know what kind of people we are if they just came to the front door. Phew.

It is THIS post that has made me add you to my g00gle reader and will make me pilfer through your archives. Hilarious … I love it!

Nancy’s last blog post..Paint Project, Lot’s of Pictures!

Okay, all those things I said to my husband about not having room to store anything? Um, I’ll shut up now.

That’s KAY-RAY-ZEEEE!!! I’d be flipping out if I came home to that stuff bolted to my walls.

BUT, his good intentions with the desk sure are sweet! :)
Kristin’s last blog post..You Go Girls!!!

Yada, yada, yada, to the weird crap on the wall. It’s the UofU pennent on the wall I’m impressed with. Not BYU? WHOOHOO!

And PS. if you don’t see him whilst in law school, just wait until he starts working for that big law firm…he’ll stop existing.

Around about the 7-8 year mark (out of law school), you will get him back, but only because he is so burned out he’ll be a new depressed version of himself. But on a happy note, you get law loans paid off by about the 10 year mark. And he can be free to find a job where they don’t systematically suck out his life for 14 hours a day!

Do I sound jaded about all that?

good&crazy’s last blog post..Is it just me?

Yeah but that desk is GORGEOUS! Craig’s list never has anything like that here - stoopid craig’s list! Besides, think of it as modern art like those buildings with chairs on the side of them … you are one classy household to have that kind of avant guarde art going on!

Mary Beth’s last blog post..WORDLESS WEDNESDAY - SIGNS OF SPRING

Is it art? Or storage? Either way, he is a lucky man. Because if my husband did that, he would be missing some man parts.

How is it you’re so patient with that? Go out and get yourself some feminist art of labias and stuff just to counteract the testosterone on those walls ;)
Jen M’s last blog post..Cue the Singing Angels

Does he still use the equipment?

(My head is tilted trying to figure out the why)

If so, it would be a pain (and add lots of damage) to pull it off the wall every time–probably way more then the savings from craigslist.

Oh, wait, maybe that’s the exercise? Ah cheaper than a gym.

On the walls though, really ? Why not the garage. That said I love that he bought the desk to be with his “girls” more!

Worker Mommy’s last blog post..Why Red Lobster is the creepiest place on Earth

That is absolutely….something….I had to keep back and looking at the pictures to really “get” where that equipment is. And he uses it right where it’s at?

Okey doke.

Note to Casey: get more life insurance on moosh’s dad.

Darla’s last blog post..Spring Fever

Wow. I don’t really understand it–how it works that is.

But it sounds like you understand each other, and THAT’S what matters.

Anna at Hank and WIllie’s last blog post..Saving babies, one step at a time

We don’t have a garage. *sigh* I heart student living. Bah.

I would suggest you just come and buy my house. Then you would have a place to store ALL of your boy’s stuff. :) You can have it if you want it. I will gladly give it to you. Please?

whoa. that’s wacky. if i or my husband put something there like that, it would never get used again.

megachick’s last blog post..carnivory is hereditary

that’s pretty ingenious - as long as it isn’t a giant pain to get down.

[...] So here’s the thing. I’ve been following the road trip and am sorry to report that BOSSY may have a hard time here. Of course she’d never say it on her own blog because she’s a classy broad. But she’ll be spending the night on my couch, my small couch with a substantial bar that is probably about seven inches too short to accommodate her height. If she’s really lucky she’ll get an air mattress that will lose air gradually overnight until she’s smothered in a hammock of plastic, flat on the ground. It’s not going to get any better in the morning. I don’t drink coffee. There’s no coffee joints around my house for many a mile (unless you count the seedy convenience store down the street). And when I say house. I mean apartment, graduate student apartment with exercise equipment hanging from the walls. [...]

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