In our previous house, the fridge was several feet away from the stove and sink. In this house, the fridge is just an arm’s reach from the sink. As I organized the kitchen when we moved in, I put my kitchen shears, which I use really often, on a metal hook on the side of the fridge. And then I put my nice big strainer up there, too. Not so much because I use it all the time (the way I do the shears). But, it took up more room in a drawer than I liked. Then, I got these verrrrry strong magnet hooks, and stuck them on the side of the fridge to hold the shears and the strainer.
Recently, I’ve had to admit that the strainer had come to the end of its safe usefulness. There were sharp pointy parts at the bottom and things were wearing really thin. So, I threw it away, lest I say to myself at some point, “Oh, it’s not really all that bad. I can strain a few more tortellini.” It was that bad.
At Wal-Mart, a couple of days ago, I bought a new strainer.
I went and got a long, rather thick, dowel to try to pull the metal hook part out. No luck. Which meant I could wait until I’m back in Fort Worth, at some time, where I could go to the Container Store and get a new hook. Or, I could pull the fridge out. OKAY!! It’s not all that hard to pull out the fridge. I just didn’t want to. But I wanted more to not wait for weeks.
And it only took half an hour! (not the 30 seconds I anticipated to take the cardboard piece off the strainer and hang the strainer up on the side of the fridge)
Those with good sense are slow to anger,
and it is their glory to overlook an offense.
Proverbs 19:11 (New Revised Standard Version)
I tried to find something about not wasting one’s time banging one’s head against a wall (or a fridge). And, really, I was too tired to rant and rave and scream. It was just easier and faster to give in to the reality of gravity and the irony of how the smaller a task seems to be, the larger it can become. I think I’ll go to be early tonight.