I had a friend who was cleaning out his deceased Aunt’s garage and found a large box filled with little short pieces of string. Now this Aunt always saved old pieces of string and she’d tie them together to make longer pieces and then keep them in a string holder for future use. A depression child.
This particular box had just little bitty pieces of string in it, just layered in, all mixed together and the label on the box was:
“STRING TOO SHORT TO TIE”
giggle…….
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She must have known my G’ma!
If she didn’t know her personally, she probably knew her mind. I’m mean really too short to tie, what can you do with it? Make a string collage? THANX for stopping by Boo. ~~dru~~
She obviously was of the old school of ‘waste not, want not!’ I agree that there is nothing anyone can do with those itty bitty pieces of string but she gave us a laugh or a giggle. Bless her!
Which is exactly what I meant to share. Silliness in life is demands to be shared. Thanx for stopping by. ~~dru~~
Ok, your string ball wins lol.
Of course that is an Internet photo not a personal one like you always do but while I wasn’t actually engaged in “dueling balls”, I gotta admit your post reminded me of this Aunt of my friend and his story and well to be a little crude…..my ball is bigger than yours. giggle.
~~dru~~
My father (who also lived thru the Great Depression) saved bent nails.
Oooo my. At least your dad could hammer them straight in a pinch. These pieces were good for nothing but the fire and who knows in these days maybe a box of fire starters is not a bad idea.
The label will always make me giggle though. I save carboard boxes and our house is full of them, “HE” has to periodically purge us while I pull the covers over my head.
To me they are things of beauty though, functional, sparse, to the point and just like my catz, I think cardboard smells good. Besides occasionally they are right at hand when I need to reuse. Recycling and all that.
~~dru~~
My first visit from sciatica induced me to switch to standing at my computer desk. I needed a platform to raise the kbd about 10.5 inches above where it used to be. An old cardboard box (now covered with heavy-duty cling wrap) came in handy.
Ever try to hammer a bent nail straight? It’s really tough.
Snort, only in theory. Me? Hammer? Surely you jest?