This morning I have an idea that makes me laugh. Mentality, how thinking has moods like the phases of the Moon, tidal schedules, low and high pressure systems, aging.
Especially fun to explore is the why we didn’t think of that sooner.
Tissue. I used one box of tissue at a time. On the sofa, the box is on the coffee table. In the recliner, I move the box to the side table.
Why? I buy two boxes of tissue at a time. I have no fear of two boxes being opened at the same time. Common sense says one box belongs on the coffee table and the other belongs on the side table. Two boxes. Two places.
No more getting up to go over and grab the tissue box adds a feeling of luxury to my life. If I had half a dozen reading glasses stationed around my home, then I’d be near delirious with happiness.
