One that should have taken thirty seconds. I was just putting socks away, that’s all people. Nothing to see here. Only, the next thing I remember, I was cleaning out my entire sock drawer. Finding all kind of hither-and-to and dress socks that I stopped wearing when loafers when out of style. (They did, didn’t they? Go out of style? Or are they coming back again? Shoot me.) I came across something that I had pushed to the back of that drawer for ten years. A little plastic bag that in my ideal world would hold three or four perfectly folded socks and keep them from getting wet…for all the backpacking and hiking I never do, on the rainy days I don’t venture out of the house..at all. Don’t even ask me why I kept saving that little “treasure”. It’s total nonsense. I have no earthly idea.
The good news of this story is that it was finally in the way. In the way of all the uh…socks…or whatever. But still. I had had enough of moving it around. Don’t make me do the math on ten years.
So I pulled it out and said out loud, to no-one in particular “I’m throwing this stupid little plastic bag away!” And so I did. And with that small gesture, I wondered how many piles, small things, pieces of paper, odds and ends I was actually hoarding keeping for a rainy day....
