I need some humor today and maybe you do as well so thought I would share a little family secret I discovered while cleaning out the garage last summer.
Every summer we clean out the garage at least once or twice. And EVERY time we find time to do it is on the hottest day of year. Oh and we also buy into the myth that it won’t take that long. Riggghhhtttt.
So one steamy day last summer I agreed to help my husband get a few things out of the garage so he could move the cars around.
Nine..yes count them NINE hours later we had one clean garage, two trips to the dump and two to the thrift store.
If anyone needs to confirm that I am a few tacos short of a combination plate this feat alone should seal the deal.
We found quite a few interesting things:
- a dead lizard ( I smelled it before I saw it)
- several squished frogs ( or were they toads???)
- lots of things we had been looking and still have no idea how they ended up in the garage ( trying to escape?)
- AND the kitchen sink
No seriously…we did find a sink: 
And then I found multiples of one thing that says more about our family than anything. When I discovered them I just stared in amazement. I could understand one or two maybe but FIVE??? Were we secret hoarders? Were we planning on outfitting a frat house (guys needs these way more often than women), was clogzilla going to pay us a visit? Did we have a secret fear about this??
What did I find??? Drum roll:
Five toilet plungers!! If the poopalypse ever happens we are prepared. ( This does not count the two or three we have in the house)
I didn’t come across them one at a time, that would make too much sense. I found them mingling together in a big bucket along with a missing kitty litter scoop ( evidently the cat is in on it as well).
So a couple of thoughts crossed my mind. Who put them in the bucket? Wouldn’t someone comment ( that would be you Paul) or make it known ” Hey Jennifer, we are all set on plungers! Let’s invite everyone over for five alarm chili. No worries we can take care of both ends!!”
Here is the other mystery. When we built this house we got to choose the plumbing and we chose TOTO toilets capable of flushing 100 golf balls all day every day with no clogging. So no plungers needed. Well almost. I have to admit that 3 weeks after we moved in someone who shall remain nameless called and asked where we kept the plunger. 1 time in 10 years isn’t so bad.
So I must concede that we must be super poopers. Well at least some of us are. Okay that might be TMI but it is the only conclusion I can come to after this mysterious find.
Our family secret is out…oh the puns I could make with that one line!
We have yet to clean the garage out this summer but I know it’s coming. I am afraid, very afraid!!
What ever you do….do not give those plungers away. You have a nephew who will take at least two off your hands. He is are clogger extroidinaire …..and is always in need of one of these tools. He has been relegated to using only one commode when he comes home…the replacement one that can swallow a small dog if needed….so please, keep these in the family. Thanks in advance for the donation. Your loving sister who remain nameless in an effort to keep the major pooper nameless too.
I had never seen your blog or website before but have very much enjoyed each of your posts. I laugh as I can see and feel many of the quirks or intricacies of our families play out. I can truly feel the emotions through your descriptions. Great job Aunt Jennifer????
Thanks for the laugh..wish I had thought of that line” can swallow a small dog”…I think I have a grandson that is following in my nephews footsteps..so will split the stash between the two!!