A small mishap occurred while shifting house and home today - very small.
It's 6 am. I am a nervous traveller and probably an equally nervous shifter . Just realized this today.
I woke at 4.45 am and while making my tea I decided to multi task . I realized that multi tasking at work is something I do so well , and with extreme regularity, but trying that at home, with the weight of the shift playing on my mind, was a very different experience.
I saw one of those small containers which have about a few hundred toothpicks in them and decided to put it into a plastic bag.
I know you're wondering as to why that caught my attention. Now I am wondering the same thing .
Needless to add the tea water came to a boil at exactly the same time.
Being extremely particular about my tea , there was a momentary lapse of concentration and the wretched toothpicks spilled on to the counter top.
Not wanting the wife to give me a morning lecture as she would be apt to do if she saw the mess , I attempted to put the toothpicks back into the container as quickly as possible. Easier said than done and this is the point of this mini story.
There were definitely a few hundred tooth picks that fell out, but only half could fit back in. My rather thick fingers and thumb didn't help ease the struggle .
How the Dickens they pack them so tightly beats me. Surely it is an art or maybe a science for all you know.
Anyway, after quite a struggle, I managed to put half the amount back and binned the rest .
My tea was cold by then and the packers would soon be ringing the doorbell.
My wife was none the wiser .
Here ends my story.
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