On Saturday I went to a garage sale.
I had been looking for a small side table to go in my office and nothing I saw online answered the call.
At this sale I came across a nice wooden box set on four legs with leather straps to hold it shut. I had never seen one before and asked the woman what it was.
She said she had made it in the Girl Guides and that they used to carry food and supplies in them.
She sold me the box for $5 and as I was giving it a good clean I got to see just how much detail and excellent skill had gone into making it.
Once again I swelled with indignation at the Brownie Scouts of America.
While we were carrying out non threatening "feminine" tasks like baking cookies and sewing buttons onto fabric squares, our sisters in New Zealand were Getting. Shit. Done.
I feel that in order to get rid of this bitterness I need to take an adult education course in basic carpentry.
Only after I have built a rickety spice rack or wobbly stool will I feel that the order of my universe has been set to rights.
I had been looking for a small side table to go in my office and nothing I saw online answered the call.
At this sale I came across a nice wooden box set on four legs with leather straps to hold it shut. I had never seen one before and asked the woman what it was.
She said she had made it in the Girl Guides and that they used to carry food and supplies in them.
She sold me the box for $5 and as I was giving it a good clean I got to see just how much detail and excellent skill had gone into making it.
Once again I swelled with indignation at the Brownie Scouts of America.
While we were carrying out non threatening "feminine" tasks like baking cookies and sewing buttons onto fabric squares, our sisters in New Zealand were Getting. Shit. Done.
I feel that in order to get rid of this bitterness I need to take an adult education course in basic carpentry.
Only after I have built a rickety spice rack or wobbly stool will I feel that the order of my universe has been set to rights.
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