Organised confusion... 26.06.08
I’m not sure this week
whether I actually hate my shed, or love it.
You see on the one hand I am thinking that whoever came
up with the concept of a shed, came up with one of the
best inventions ever.
After all when you have a shed you can throw all sorts
of junk out into it and, well, that’s that, until of
course you actually need to go to the shed to try and
find something.
This can often be a problem. Especially if your shed
looks like mine.
You see not everything is quite as easy to get your
hands on in my shed as it might be in somebody else’s,
yet the thing is, if it is in there, I usually have a
fair idea of whereabouts it is.
Yep, that’s right it’s not like I don’t have a system or
anything, it’s just, well it is my system.
Okay it might be a bit of a stretch to call it a system,
but I kinda know where the stuff is which usually means
that I can find it, and sure isn’t that what counts in
the end. |
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Still, every now and then I
wonder why I can’t be more organised and be like some of
the people I know who have sheds where everything is
organised in rows and the tools are hung up in
alphabetical order.
And then I remember that I have a life. I mean come off
it. Who the heck has time to be standing working out
whether spade, shovel or scythe comes first in their
alphabetical line-up of tools?
Well okay, I’m pretty sure not too many people use a
scythe these days, but you get my point.
And anyway, as I say, it’s not like I don’t have a
system, it’s just that I usually tend to file most
things, well okay then everything, under ‘M’ for
miscellaneous.
This filing system of course gives me a little bit of
flexibility on where I can actually store things, which
of course means – can I fit it in anywhere.
But there is a problem with all of this and it brings me
back to the start of the column, which is pretty unusual
you’ll have to agree cos usually when I go off on a rant
about stuff like this I tend to get sidetracked and, hey
did you see that penalty in the France v Italy game last
night, what a cracker.
Ooops there I go again, almost sidetracked, oh yeah, the
problem with just throwing stuff into the shed, is well,
sometimes when you want to get stuff out you might have
to take about three hundred other things out first,
climb over another few, move another couple around a bit
and then hope it is in the corner you thought it was
before you started.
I was thinking about this recently when I had to get
something from my shed and had to wade through all sorts
of crap to get it.
And then I wondered why half of this stuff was in there
at all. Of course I knew why it was in there, it was
because I was told to get rid of it when the last spring
cleaning session was taking place and that’s where I
threw it.
And well, some of the stuff I thought might be useful
and I thought, umm, I’ll get a chance to go through it
again and I’ll sort it all out and then I’ll dump
whatever is useless and keep the rest.
What a bloody lie. Once it gets to the shed it just adds
to the mountain of bikes and toys and old lamps and well
all sorts of crap that, if you didn’t have a shed, you’d
probably just get rid of. |
And then I wondered why
half of this stuff was in there at all. Of course I knew
why it was in there, it was because I was told to get
rid of it when the last spring cleaning session was
taking place and that’s where I threw it.
And well, some of the stuff I thought might be useful
and I thought, umm, I’ll get a chance to go through it
again and I’ll sort it all out and then I’ll dump
whatever is useless and keep the rest.
What a bloody lie. Once it gets to the shed it just adds
to the mountain of bikes and toys and old lamps and well
all sorts of crap that, if you didn’t have a shed, you’d
probably just get rid of. |
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PORTER is
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column of
Inishowen
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editor,
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