admit it. everyone has one. you put it out of sight when company comes. you never mention its existence, except with your partner, and maybe your closest friends. you talk about how big it is, whether it meets your needs, or if you should get rid of it all together.
it is the infamous junk drawer.
bills that you just can't face. random buttons that you might need one day rest there. in go extra grocery store coupon cards (why they need these cards ann and dabney will never know. just give the damn discount, will you?). that freebie solar-powered calculator that occasionally comes in handy can be found in there. oh sure, stamps, they're in there, too.
ann and dabney tackled theirs last night. and essentially, divied their junk drawer into three junk drawers. one for random junk: the homeless screws, the occasional postcard received from a exotic locale, binder clips. one drawer for their technology: pda cords, headphones, ipods, phone chargers, digital camera cards. the last drawer houses "stuff they use" like envelopes, stamps, and post-it notes.
and believe you them, it felt good.
3 comments:
You have a lot of batteries, ladies.
Sho nuff. What you girls using all those batteries in? HMmmmm?
I spy a corn-cob holder in the shape of a corn-cob.
Is corn-cob indeed hyphenated? Or is it corncob or corn cob.
Crap.
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