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I'M Not Snooping

What are you looking for? I ask my house guest. I’m not snooping, she replies, after jumping a foot. What do you think you’ll find? I ask her, as she cleans out my silverware drawer. “I dropped a cup of coffee in here,” she informs me. “I’m not cleaning.” Today, as I sort through a junk drawer full of spoons, renegade Tupperware lids, Gum, pencils, jewelry, rulers, tools, and discover a petrified piece of toast, I ask myself Couldn’t you have let your mother stay a little longer last time?

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Amy Sell

Date: 3/25/2018 1:47:00 PM

Love it! As someone who receives these junk drawers as donations at a donation door regularly from people who simply can't deal with them, I appreciate the fact that they are certainly difficult messes!

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 3/25/2018 2:19:00 PM

I sometimes bag it all up and shuck it into a resale bin; my wedding ring went by the wayside many years ago this way.

Michelle Faulkner

Date: 3/25/2018 12:40:00 PM

This was a fun read - clever twist at the end!

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 3/25/2018 2:20:00 PM

Thank you, Michelle. I like it when people appreciate the little "zing" I like to do.