The Farm Report

OCD, schmOCD

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This week I hit the wall. I just wanted to package up leftovers, but all I could find in my tupperware drawer were lids. Something like 20 lids without a container to be found. Where are they? Where have they gone? It’s not like a sock, that easily slips between couch cushions or behind the dryer. This is hard plastic that hurts when you step on it.

So yesterday I bought new tupperware. For the low, low price of $20 I have renewed my spirit and restored my sanity.

Behold, in the valley of my kitchen, I see lids and containers march hand in hand and I declared all to be right and good in the world and now I can sleep with a clear head.