“Item #0008: One whole souffle cup of hand crafted popcorn soap. A gift from my dear Friend Lindsey Sedler. New owner should be a popcorn enthusiast.” ~Megan Deal
Handcrafted Popcorn Soap
This blurry picture is of some popcorn soap, part of a collection of things Megan Deal is selling on this website to divest, earn money to work on a sustainable housing project in Alabama for a year, and probably to learn something about people who scavenge.
When I started posting this, she hadn’t sold item #0516 yet, the wafflemaker / sandwich maker. I wanted it. Mostly because the site is titled goodbyewafflemaker.com. And because my friend just raved about her sandwich-wafflemaker. And it made me think…hey, I’d like to press and cook sandwiches and batter. In fact, I just bought some whole grain, organic pancake batter and dehydrated blueberries. They sure would taste great in that wafflemaker. But it’s sold now.
Whatever. I’m still posting her site without any expectations of one of my Detroit-area friends getting me a gift. Really, her site has inspired me to get rid of my junk that happens to be cluttering up someone else’s house. I think my mom doesn’t say anything about it because she’s just waiting to see how long it’ll go on for. And the longer I wait, the more mileage the anecdote will have. Not to mention leverage. Can you imagine the possibilities?
“Mom, remember that Yorkshire pudding you used to make? That sure was good. I sure could go for some of that.”
“You left your crap in my house for 10 years.”
I wonder what Yorkshire pudding batter would be like pressed and cooked into waffle shape?
Ah, well, stay tuned for some items from my collection to be posted here for you to buy or trade. Coming soon. It’ll be fun!
Sissy said,
May 30, 2009 at 1:21 pm
I just got rid of a house guest who stayed with us for a month. Upon scooping my girls into goodbye hugs, he made them promise to come live with him for a month. “But,” he added, “You need to know that my house clean. It’s something you’ll need to get used to.”
I am surrounded by clutter. My house is simply an extension of my college-aged bedrooms and living spaces. I like it. Most don’t.
After 15 years, my mom boxed my things up and put them in her basement. There is no trace of me in that house.
julieluongo said,
May 31, 2009 at 10:22 am
Sissy, your college dorm room was bleak. I’m sure your house is clutter of a different variety.
Sissy said,
June 12, 2009 at 8:52 pm
In that case, you’ll think my house is a larger version of bleakness, as I still have nothing on my walls three years later.
messiestobjects said,
June 1, 2009 at 11:11 am
Well what about the beanbag chair? Why don’t you get rid of that already. Sheesh.
julieluongo said,
June 1, 2009 at 11:30 am
I did get rid of it. It’s Katie’s early graduation present. Happy graduation! Now, relax and read a book. (I did enjoy sitting in it yesterday.)
Jennifer said,
June 3, 2009 at 2:22 pm
Now I want a wafflemaker. One that makes those sandwiches too. So it’s really more of a need than a want. Jeff will probably tell you I have enough stuff and I should get rid of some, but I don’t think so. I am a very good organizer and store-er. Just ask the guys who moved us out of our townhouse, and how they carried out box after box after box of stuff, said, “Wow – we didn’t realize you had so much stuff. It doesn’t look like you have that much stuff.” The good news is I was unable to fill an 18 wheeler with all my stuff.
Sar said,
June 8, 2009 at 7:34 pm
Mom has that press-bread-in-a-waffle-iron-looking-thing that makes those grilled snadwiches. You could take some of her stuff and leave some of your stuff as a trade.
julieluongo said,
June 9, 2009 at 9:00 am
I could leave her my broken motorcycle! Although, that is the only thing she wants me to take. Maybe I’ll leave her the rock tumbler.