On January 1 my older brother Mike and his family moved out of the country to the island of Grenada. For the past 5 years or so we have worked at my fathers cabinet company full time and this is the first time I have worked there without him across the table from me. It is sort of strange because he dropped to part time and I recently dropped to part time, both our reasons are to do something better with our lives. Well when I went to work last Wednesday I noticed that someone had taken my little blue staple gun on a day I was not there. I took Mikes gun across the table and just started using it. I was a little annoyed that I didn't have my gun so I went to look for it. I found it and brought it back to my table and instead of putting Mikes gun where I found mine, I put it back on his table. The funny thing is, they are not Mikes anymore but I don't want anyone using them or putting them somewhere else just because it is his area. It will be weird if someone gets hired and works across from me because I will be watching them and thinking Mike wouldn't do it like that. It will annoy me. When Mike finishes school, the thing is he won't come back to the cabinet business anyways. I guess I just don't want anyone working across from me or using "his" things.
For the past week on my days off I have been at Mikes old house painting and refinishing the floors because my younger brother Andy is moving in there so they didn't have to sell the house. I will try to post some pics of the revamped rooms when they are finished. Later.
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It's odd how attached we become to completely unimportant objects, like your staple gun. But, things just don't feel right without them. It must have something to do with fear of change, which I can totally relate to.
Maybe you won't be working there either when Mike comes back :)
Iwanted to write about not being there when Mike comes back but I couldn't write it. Your right, attachment issues fear of change!
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