My house is like a disaster...no...wait....My house is like an onion. A giant onion and under each layer is a rapidly procreating community of random crap. And in each one of these communities is a pair of nail clippers. Yep, nail clippers. Yesterday, in my never ending sorting I kept finding nail clippers. 5 in total last night...one more today. I don't understand where all of these nail clippers keep coming from, because we have a pair in each bathroom. Yet behind the love seat, in a random box, under my sewing table, pretty much each new corner contained nail clippers. I just think that's strange. Couldn't I keep finding money instead?
It reminds me of our wedding gifts. We received over a dozen electric can openers. This was great fun for a number of reasons. First, we had not registered for an electric can opener...anywhere. Second, I have a weird dislike of electric can openers. I can't explain why - but on the annoyance scale they are at the fingernails down a chalkboard level. (Just one more strange quirk!) We also received dozens of hideous...I mean hideous picture frames, several of them containing our wedding announcement. I don't get that. I mean, I already had a copy. Can you imagine if you gave someone a book or say, a new frying pan and the following Christmas they gave it back to you nicely framed? Or, if you framed a note someone sent you and gave it to them for their birthday? Actually, the idea of that has me laughing so hard that I am weeping. (FYI -We did not receive any plates, flatware, towels or pans.)