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Sunday, April 22, 2018

Archaeological Pockets

When my kids were little, I could trace their entire day in what they spilled on their clothing.
Or from what came out of their pockets.
Now to today's story.
A couple of things first . . .
I’ve taken to wearing what my grandkids call, ‘Grandma pants’. Elastic waist. Stretchy.
Comfortable.
There is one drawback.
They have no pockets.
None.
And I’ve looked.
So, inventive person that I am, I’ve also taken to wearing a vest.
That does have pockets.
Maybe not the most fashionable Grandma out there.
But certainly one of the most comfortable. And stocked, rather than stacked.
And that brings me to today . . .
It was time to throw today’s vest (and pants, etc.) into the laundry.
First is the ceremony of the ‘emptying-of-the-aforementioned-pockets’.
I laid the items out on the cupboard, ready for re-insertion into my clean vest.
I looked at said items.
And realized they say a lot about me.
First, the pen. As an author, one never knows when one will have to sign something. Preferably one’s books. Thus, I am never without a pen. You’ll notice it is a particular type. My personal favourite.
Next, the safety pin. We just finished a theatrical production imaginatively named, The Toy Box. As general odd-job person behind the production, I always found myself in need of safety pins. One never knows when a soldier, Barbie, Clown or stuffie might need a quick fixer-upper. The pin has simply not been removed. Yet. Perhaps in time for next year’s production . . .
Nail file. With the dry weather, my aged nails are constantly chipping, cracking or breaking. No more explanation needed.
Flosser and toothpick. Aged teeth seem to collect half of what I eat. True story.
Playmobile Lamp and Lego dot. In my household, one plays with Playmobile or Lego out of self-defence. One must always be prepared.
Missing: The used Kleenex. It was pretty self-explanatory anyways. And besides: Ewww.
So there you have it. The story behind the contents of my pockets.
So what do your pockets say about you?

4 comments:

  1. My pockets seem to indicate I have a sinus problem.

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  2. Tissues and dirt say that I am spending a lot of time in the garden. Working and sneezing.

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  3. Tissues for the sinuses here too!

    When I go for a walk my jacket pockets also hold my cell phone and wee camera. And more tissues!

    And aren't you afraid of impaling yourself on that nail file??? Also, I hear you on the food-in-teeth. Aargh.

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  4. My pockets always carry at least one old-fashioned hankie, they come in handy for so many things and a bandaid or two. Sometimes a five dollar note is in there too. Other stuff goes into whatever bag I'm carrying.

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