To cope with other life things, I set about the mindless yet ultimately tricky and satisfying task of organizing my jewelry box. Though I suppose organizing gives the starting point too much benefit as I started with one giant knot of tangled shiny things.
I picked up my jewelry box at Pier 1 a couple of years ago. I love their accessories.
It's in the single digits here so it ended up being a good task as I could sit directly in front of the space heater and stay unfrozen. After far too long, I had a carpet littered with sparkles.
And came upon some anomalies. Why do I have three of these earrings? Did I lose one and buy a replacement pair and keep the original as a spare?
And why do I basically buy 4 types of earrings in every minor permutation?
Moment of silence for the ones that could not be matched. Sad trombone. They're banished to the tupperware of last chance that lives beneath the bathroom sink while I futilely wait and hope the missing ones turn up.
The combination of the heat and the flinging of the shiny proved irresistible.
But I persevered and for all of 15 seconds, I had an organized jewelry box.
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