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I thought for a while about it, but in the end:
-the notebook
-the SLR-camera(s)
-the notebook
-the SLR-camera(s)
I wish you hadn't mentioned the 7" singles. I'll come back to that shortly. Her Ladyship first & foremost, then our three Birman cats. And then, Edward's prompt will probably have me ending up as toast. My valve driven Wurlitzer Juke Box. It's so big it can only go through the patio door and you need one of those two wheeled porter trolley things because you can't lift it. As well as the records in the rack, I keep a collection of others inside the jukebox, amongst them are the five records that Elvis released on The Sun Record label.After Herself and the cat, maybe s favourite guitar and one of my more precious 7" singles...
Think I might get a carpenter in to build me a man cave.
I thought for a while about it, but in the end:
-the notebook
-the SLR-camera(s)
I am a few psych sessions past being a "hoarder" BUT if there was a fire in my house I would likely be the one to go up in smoke. Likely paralyzed by trying to decide which of my stuff to save.
I think a lot about how I'd want to die, and burning is at the very bottom of the list of options.
I hate to think of how fast and how completely my house would burn if it ever caught, between the old, dry wood and the stacks of paper. I try to keep paper stuff stacked tightly, and books shelved, so that they don't get a lot of oxygen, and maybe that would help. But I saw another house on my street burn last year, and it went fast. So this is something I do think about a lot.
I wouldn't have a chance of getting my books and records out of here in time. I've got milk crates full of 78s in my spare room closet, and stacks of 16-inch radio transcriptions in my office closet, and the sheer weight of them would make it impossible to evacuate them from a fire. Likewise my furniture and appliances -- it takes a good fifteen minutes to dismantle the living room radio for moving, and would take two trips to get it out, so I'm afraid that if a fire comes, it's a goner along with most of the rest of my stuff. And my garage is very close to the house, and is made entirely of old oil-soaked wood, so I doubt I'd have much chance to get the Plodge safely away. Best to worry about the things I can get out than to burn to death trying to save things I couldn't. I think a lot about how I'd want to die, and burning is at the very bottom of the list of options.