So I struggle with clutter, as I'm sure many folks can relate. We live in an apartment building with six units. The basement is shared, and it's where 90% of my stuff is, in boxes.
My extended family, who also live in the apartment building in other units, are kinda pushy. Two of them have said that they will lead everyone else in organizing all our stuff down there. I really don't want their "help". Been trying to make headway on it and slowly am as a personal goal, and it feels nice to be in control of my stuff, as opposed to others moving it around and/or throwing or giving it away as they see fit.
Well, a few weeks ago, one of the typically drunk neighbors (we suspect) made off with the key to the basement. In spite of him being in the same building as the rest of us, no one has gotten the key back. One of my extended family is having someone come out today to change the lock. She says that she will be keeping the key from now on. So now if I want to go to the basement, I will have to go find her each and every time to go down there. She's kinda flaky, and she's one of the ones who wants to "help" me organize, so not big on that.
I asked her upfront if I could have a copy. She said yes but that it would have to be our secret. I honestly don't know if she'll follow through giving me a key or not. This sucks! All this headway I've been trying to make, overcoming my personal demons tied up in the damn clutter, and it's about to be cut short because my stupid drunk neighbor couldn't put the key back on the damn communal hook!
Strange, of all the things that are going on, this is the one that's bringing me closest to snapping.
Infidelities are like icebergs - they may take many different shapes and sizes, but they all damage your ship.
Uhhhh, I am so angry. The lock is being put on as I type. I went down there, son in arms (I almost never do because I don't want to expose him to the moldy air down there), took up a couple of things... I feel so angry and POWERLESS right now. Soon I won't have access to my own stuff anymore!
I agree, all permanent residents should have keys. So we don't give them to any guests, that's fine, most of us residents are permanent anyway. I wonder if there's a way to tactfully bring it up. Thank you Amazonia. I'm feeling a little calmer right now. Deep breaths.
Need a new plan... Going to think of a new plan..
Can you rent a small storage unit and move your stuff there? I would want it OUT of these people's reach and under your sole control ASAP.
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This isn't just about a key, it's about power, access, and control.
That's it exactly! It feels like they're taking control of all my stuff, which is one of my biggest goals right now, and now it feels like it's in their hands. I hate that. For me, that stuff feels like it houses a whole lot of emotional baggage and issues I've been working through and finally getting through it will be regaining my freedom. Making the key and therefore our stuff inaccessible to all of us feels like a power trip. Or maybe that's too harsh... But so upsetting.
I hope she'll give me a copy like she said.
I was going to try Plan B: call her every single day to ask to go downstairs so that she would eventually give me the key. So I decided to start right away when my son went down for his afternoon nap. When I went to her for her to let me in the basement, she gave me a spare key as promised and said we should keep it a secret. I'm so happy, she did it after all!
I still think everyone should have a key who is a permanent resident. For right now, I'm glad to have a copy. She still was trying to push that she and her best friend (another co-owner) want to "help" me organize, but I think it will be easier to handle now that I have access again.
Yes, I definitely think it's a good idea to bring things upstairs to work on them up here. I have a bunch of boxes of papers up here I've been trying to work on for a few weeks, but papers are challenging, so it felt like I'd hit a roadblock. I was talking with my mother earlier venting about this situation, and she offered to help me get started on organizing the papers. So thankful. I have about 30-40 boxes of papers, about 100 boxes' worth of stuff total. Way too much crap that it will be wonderful to get rid of.
[This message edited by silverhopes at 8:14 PM, May 23rd (Thursday)]
I have about 30-40 boxes of papers, about 100 boxes' worth of stuff total. Way too much crap that it will be wonderful to get rid of.