Today, instead of talking about pulse-pounding razzamatazz, I’m going to talk about the exact opposite, yawn-worthy dullness.
This current dullness has manifested itself in what I believe is a most ridiculous way. You see, here at Chez Bean we are experiencing a dearth of twisty ties. Yes, we have almost run out of those little wire doodads that you use to close plastic bags.
In fact, we only have FOUR unused twisty ties in the house. That’s it.
We used to have about four hundred thousand million of those things floating around in various kitchen drawers. But now they are so rare [and precious] that I even know what color they are: 3 beige and 1 orange. I watch over them as if they were made of gold.
This is sad. And dull. And would not be worthy of note here except that it allows me to ask you, gentle readers, a question:
what kind of yawn-worthy dullness are you currently dealing with in your life?
I’ve fessed up. Now it’s your turn to do the same. In the comments below. If you please.