I bought a new tool box yesterday, and today I set about transferring stuff from the old one. That’s not as easy at it sounds, because over the years you build up an awful lot of bits of miscellaneous junk in tool boxes, things you decided thirty years ago shouldn’t be thrown away because ‘they might come in useful one day.’ They never did, of course. It’s a universal rule in these matters that a need for such things only presents itself the day after you’ve thrown them away. Logically, therefore, you might as well throw them away.
There are also a lot of things that do have a function, but should be kept somewhere other than in the tool box. Drill bits, for example, are better kept with the drill. Or so it seems to me. So I decided to engage in a whole rationalisation of the mess that was my old toolbox. The process took nearly three hours.
The first hour was taken up transferring the screws, dividing them into five size categories to go into the five trays provided in the new box. It’s a fiddly job and my fingers were sore at the end of it.
Now, the screw trays are in a compartment set into the lid of this new box, with a fastening, clear plastic cover of its own. When the screws were all transferred, I regarded them with pride. Such neatness. Such order. Such homage to the god of function. I fastened the plastic cover and opened the main lid to start transferring the tools. The plastic cover fell off, depositing my hour’s work all over the floor.
Life’s like that sometimes.
5 comments:
My heart sunk when I read that the plastic cover fell off. This is so something that would happen to me. Usually I let out a deep sound of disgust. And then I laugh, cuz what else can I do? I'm sorry it happened to you, Jeff. But you can still be proud of yourself.
Hi, Shay. Actually, it didn't take very long to pick up all the screws. The new toolbox is now sitting securely on a shelf in the cupboard under the stairs. Old English houses always have cupboards under the stairs. They're very useful.
haha good on you for being so neat!
HAHAHAHAHAHA! Sorry Jeff, but I just had to laugh at the end. Lol- I hate it when things happen like that! You spend god knows how long on something, and in the end, it either counts towards nothing and/or it breaks and you're worse off than before. Sigh, yes, "life's like that sometimes".
And I know what you mean- about throwing something out and then realising you needed it the next day. That's one of the most frustrating things in life! We humans are natural hoarders, but we just don't know when to stop hoarding, and when to hoard.
Thank you for finding it funny, ladies. It took me a good five minutes to get to that stage.
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