I hate throwing things away, because it seems a bit like objects have 'souls' or whatever and it makes me sad to throw them away. I still haven't managed to throw away my old iPod, which is full of soap and water because my mum accidentally put it in the wash.
I have often cried because I have had to throw some object away. I'm such a wuss
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When things MUST get thrown away that I can't bare to do.. I instruct others to do it at a later time and not say anything to me. Sometimes I make up a fictional place they're going to. Like just today I had to throw away an expired car seat. This car seat was expensive 7 years ago. It was a GOOD car seat! My babies were in it. Its been with us for so long... its been a good car seat.. it didn't deserve to just get thrown in the trash. (yet its not safe to have anyone else use it) So I told my husband that I had a friend coming to pick it up and borrow it and to please go put it outside for her to pick up. He knew full well that I wanted it thrown away. So he agreed to my story and threw it away... but didn't tell me that.
That's a good idea. I might give my old iPod to my mum to throw away. (I'm crying my eyes out right now!!)
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