Okay, have a look at these precious Honey laundry finds.
*I shall pause here to reflect*
For those of you who are new to Honey’s laundry “specialness”, let me fill you in.
The man is a collector. Don’t ask me why. To this day, I still have fond memories of us sitting together around the campfire when we were younger, drinking beer and shooting the breeze with our friends – while I’d watch him peel his brew labels off, and stuff the paper bits in his pocket.
Always thought this was because he didn’t like to litter. But, well, as you can see, the man collects these work-related smalls. A screw, or nail, or…?
Yeah, I don’t want to spoil the challenge, so let me ask you this. After examining the group of items in this latest treasure trove of laundry findings, what item doesn’t belong?
Come on, look harder. You have to see what I see.
*Points right at you* Exactly! The bobby-pin. *frowns and drums fingers* Now, what do you suppose the man was using that for? Picking locks? I hope not. It’s not part of his job description. But, then, neither is collecting these little bits-and-bobs I’m stuck pulling out of the dryer on laundry day.
Those annoying clink, clink, clink, clink sounds as the dryer turns? They drive me nuts…and, funny enough, they give me nuts, and bolts, and—you get the picture. 😉
When I asked him about the hair pin…well, here’s the conversation.
“So, I did the laundry today and look what I found. Any idea why you kept this?”
Quite frankly, I’d given up asking him about the mars/morets (wire connectors), screws and gaskets. He’s a collector, remember? Which did have me worried about him taking up with collecting female hair paraphernalia. This is where I was going to have to draw the line. You know what I’m saying?
Honey doesn’t even blink. He looks at the bobby-pin, and sighs. “It was probably in the way.”
And there’s me, blink, blink. In the way? The thing was tiny. “Of what?”
“Running my fingers through my girlfriend’s hair.”
Okay, I was ready to freak out here, because I wasn’t expecting that quick comeback, but then he smiled.
“What the hell do you think it was in the way of? Try me being able to apply floor patch smoothly down at the job site.”
And, again, me blink, blink, before everything was back in proper perspective. That’ll teach me not to tease the man so much. Phew! But hey, anyone else think of the pin obstructing a clean pour on a floor patch?
Haha! His girlfriend. That man. Like he could handle two of us…he’s having a hard enough time with just me. 😀
Okay, onto the winner. Congrats! There is an email in your inbox. Please let me know you’ve received the notice, and I will post your name and the detail of our next build-a-giveaway in my next post.
As always, thanks so much for stopping by! I hope none of you are stuck chained to the washer today. Now that I’ve finished mine up, I’m toying with the idea of making a laundry collage. Wouldn’t that be neat? Say I collected Honey’s “littles” all year and thenstuck them on…I don’t know, a big tool. I could surprise him with the sculpture at Christmas. Oooh, I might be onto something here. I will keep you posted. Poor Honey.