You know how, when you're moving, you find all kinds of strange stuff hidden at the back of a closet, under a bed, or in the attic or basement corner?
So far, in addition to the usual "Oh, I forgot I had that pair of shoes or old photo" kind of stuff, we've found the following oddities:
- a porcelain statue of Chairman Mao that some friend of Georges' brought back from a trip to China;
- a pair of tuxedo pants... with no tuxedo jacket, tie or shirt;
- a suede jacket that was all stiff and dried out;
- a box of knife rests with African tribal figures on them;
- a Darth Vader mask, and the only strange thing about that is where we found it... in the bottom of OUR closet, not the Little Guy's. I think he'll be glad we recovered it, though.
But don't even get me started on the giant dust balls behind our refrigerator. I'm saving THAT little cleaning job for Georges because I'm too afraid to look. It wouldn't surprise me if there is a little mouse graveyard hidden back there.
Most of the odd-ball stuff has been put out to pasture, so to speak... except for Chairman Mao. Georges gave him to one of our neighbors who runs a theatre company; he thought it might make a good prop some day!
And the fun continues... we're at T minus 4 for our "launch"!
