Thursday 20 November 2014


I just spent the better part of an hour looking for my stapler. It drives me crazy when things aren’t where they should be. I make an effort to put things in their proper place because IT DRIVES ME CRAZY WHEN THINGS AREN’T WHERE THEY SHOULD BE!!!!!

My stapler has been with me for a long time and is older than my kids. I like my kids better than the stapler most of the time. I can always count on the stapler to do what I expect it to do and it will almost always be there when I need it to do a job for me. Well, not tonight of course, but for the past 35 years or so. The “so” is important because I really don’t know exactly how old it is and I should know how old my kids are. Incidentally, I can’t always count on my kids to do what I expect them to do and they aren’t always there when I need them to do a job for me.

I searched the drawer that the stapler calls home, checked the other desk drawers, cleaned the top of the desk. Well, I moved the stuff that was on the desktop so now it is a whole new mess. I went out and accused my wife of taking my stapler and not putting it back where it belonged. She has her own stapler and actually knew where it was. I came back and searched the desk drawers once again. I searched the computer desk and there was no stapler to be found. The only other place it could be was down on my workbench. Nope!

I decided to check the drawers in my bedroom just in case I thought the sock drawer was a good place to keep a stapler. It actually would be if I could remember that’s the new place I am keeping my stapler. I just don’t have the will to keep searching tonight. It will probably turn up in mid February I suppose, or I could go out and find a new/old one at the second hand store. Maybe I will check for one tomorrow.

I went to close the drawers in the desk, and when I came to the stapler drawer, there it was sitting in the middle of the drawer without a care in the world. I don’t know where it was the first five times I checked the drawer, I’m just happy it is back now. No questions asked.

Mind you, I’d like to know just where a stapler would go. How would it go? How would it open the drawer and get down to the floor? If it left the house, how did it open the doors without hands? Did it spend some of my hard earned money when it was out? What needs would a stapler have?

Like I say, I’m just glad it came back.

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