Monday, April 19, 2010

No More Mop

This may only be humorous to a couple of people.

A few years ago our friends were moving away, that's the story of our life.  I helped pack up their apartment on a Friday night and Mickey took the girls the next morning to load a truck and clean the apartment.  Somehow Megan came home with a mop.  Did it even have the sponge thing on it?  I can't remember.  I just know that it had seen better days.  (I believe Meg rescued it from going to the trash.)  Well, as Mickey was packing up the garage today he came across that mop.  (Yes, Janel, we still have it.)  Mickey said it was not going to survive this move.

Out With the Mop

He took a hack saw to it and it found it's way to the trash can.  It was nice knowing you, mop.

1 comment:

Janel said...

Ha ha ha! I cannot believe that mop survived so long! That makes me laugh!

Also, can I just say I sincerely regret that I am not there to help you guys pack and/or move? Kelly is the most efficient packer I have ever met (while I kept trying to be sentimental about my stuff you kept me going!) and Mickey played tetris with our stuff in the moving van, and then he and the kids all helped clean our apartment after everyone else left. So, of course, I was happy to bequeath the mop to Megan! What a family.