Items of unknown importance
After a week with a sick kiddo, a busy holiday weekend, and then a day of the flu myself, let's just say that my house does not look pretty.
I went to war on it this morning, stripping beds of their germy sheets and scrubbing all manner of surfaces with lemony-scented disinfectant. (Paradox: I despise cleaning, but I adore the *smell* of clean things. Maybe I just need to buy some Mr. Clean-scented perfume and call it good?)
In the midst of my cleaning frenzy, I even got around to doing the often neglected windowsill above my kitchen sink. This windowsill, positioned as it is where small hands are unable to reach anything I leave perched on it, has become my household repository for Possibly Important but Unidentified Items.
Just look at this stuff.
We've got:
1. Little Rubber Wheel
2. Black Plastic Clippie
3. Teeny-Tiny Screw and Spring
4. Little Yellow Knob
and
5. Metal Axle/Cog thing
With the exception of Little Yellow Knob (which I need to try to re-attach to the end of Beth's umbrella before she pokes someone's eye out with the uncovered metal spike), I have no idea what any of these things are.
But don't they look like they are part of something? Like they are critical to the functioning of some item? I mean, obviously they came from somewhere. I don't think I have a Random Watchamacallit Fairy dropping stray thingamajigs around my house. Once upon a time, these things obviously were attached to...something. If only I knew what they were!
One could argue that since these mysterious parts have been living on my windowsill for who knows how long, and everything in my house seems to be functioning just fine without them, it's probably okay to throw them away. But I'm afraid.
I'm scared to throw them out, because if I do, regardless of how many weeks or months the stray items have been living on my kitchen windowsill, then suddenly that will be the day that I will ask Eric to repair some household appliance, and he'll say, "Well, it's missing a tiny screw," and I'll say, "Oh, shoot! I used to have a teeny-tiny screw, but I threw it out because I didn't know what it belonged to!" And then this important household appliance will be broken forever, and whatever shall I do?
Am I the only one with a shelf or a drawer (don't even get me started on my junk drawer) that is collecting random but possibly important items? Or do all these strange objects congregate at my house and my house alone?
I went to war on it this morning, stripping beds of their germy sheets and scrubbing all manner of surfaces with lemony-scented disinfectant. (Paradox: I despise cleaning, but I adore the *smell* of clean things. Maybe I just need to buy some Mr. Clean-scented perfume and call it good?)
In the midst of my cleaning frenzy, I even got around to doing the often neglected windowsill above my kitchen sink. This windowsill, positioned as it is where small hands are unable to reach anything I leave perched on it, has become my household repository for Possibly Important but Unidentified Items.
Just look at this stuff.
We've got:
1. Little Rubber Wheel
2. Black Plastic Clippie
3. Teeny-Tiny Screw and Spring
4. Little Yellow Knob
and
5. Metal Axle/Cog thing
With the exception of Little Yellow Knob (which I need to try to re-attach to the end of Beth's umbrella before she pokes someone's eye out with the uncovered metal spike), I have no idea what any of these things are.
But don't they look like they are part of something? Like they are critical to the functioning of some item? I mean, obviously they came from somewhere. I don't think I have a Random Watchamacallit Fairy dropping stray thingamajigs around my house. Once upon a time, these things obviously were attached to...something. If only I knew what they were!
One could argue that since these mysterious parts have been living on my windowsill for who knows how long, and everything in my house seems to be functioning just fine without them, it's probably okay to throw them away. But I'm afraid.
I'm scared to throw them out, because if I do, regardless of how many weeks or months the stray items have been living on my kitchen windowsill, then suddenly that will be the day that I will ask Eric to repair some household appliance, and he'll say, "Well, it's missing a tiny screw," and I'll say, "Oh, shoot! I used to have a teeny-tiny screw, but I threw it out because I didn't know what it belonged to!" And then this important household appliance will be broken forever, and whatever shall I do?
Am I the only one with a shelf or a drawer (don't even get me started on my junk drawer) that is collecting random but possibly important items? Or do all these strange objects congregate at my house and my house alone?
8 comments:
Yep, I have a pretty full junk drawer myself! : )
I have the same shelf! Its my windowsill too! I don't throw them away as I know its probably something Wade will need to fix something. I find all kinds of things in the dryer and washer, he also has a knack of leaving missing parts around the house. I pick them up and put them on the shelf... hoping he will either throw them away or use it for whatever he needs. :)
Yes! Mine is corraled in a little bowl on the counter. Where DO all those tiny pieces come from?? I feel like someone is slowly dismantling items in the house while we sleep, and one day all of our furniture will just collapse or something, like an elaborate practical joke.
I throw it all away!! As soon as I find it, I hold onto it for about an hour and if I can't figure out where it goes, I toss it. Usually nothing happens. But once in a while I get in BIG trouble from the hubs for getting rid of some vital piece if equipment. It still doesn't stop me though. OH and I also throw away pennies! Don't tell the treasury!
I feel your pain on the need to clean your house today! I had the same sort of weekend.
My mystery item shelf is above my computer. :)
I have a drawer - but I won't tell you where it is since you are a frequent guest in my house. Not that you'd look through it on your own, of course, but what if - one day, you were under some sort of duress and were forced to give up your knowledge of that drawer's whereabouts... I just can't have that.
Oh yes, I have those too. The drawers (yes, multiple!) are the worst!
I have one of those plastic office organizers in a kitchen drawer, and one of the little plastic sections is devoted to mystery objects. Frankly, I *do* believe in the Mystery Objects Fairy.
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