As I sit here at my desk tapping my nails on the desk trying to decide what to write for my next post, my mom is downstairs loudly rummaging through the kitchen drawers looking for the nail clipper.  “Where’s the nail clipper?” She yells.  Immediately, I know that is my queue to go investigate.  I rolled my eyes and sighed.

I take a few steps out of my room and shout back, “It’s in the first drawer.”

“It’s not there!” I groan and drag my feet down 10 steps down into the kitchen and start rummaging through the drawer myself.

I look down into the drawer and my eyes popped out like Spike the bulldog.  Didn’t I clean this drawer just a few weeks ago? Or was it a few months ago?

I shuffled through the content looking for the nail clipper and I too cannot find it.  “It’s not here! Maybe it’s in your room.” I yell while wondering, could it have accidentally fallen into the garbage? Both of us are a little forgetful these days what with our work and our GMAT exam’s coming up. One of us could have used the nail clipper and attempted to put it back into the drawer but missed it and landed in the garbage.

As my mom finished rummaging her room, she came back down while I went back up to rummage through her room some more.  The second I arrived on the landing upstairs, she shouts triumphantly, “I found it!”

Whew. Now I can finally go back into my room and write that blog post.  Given what had just happened, a light bulb lit up in my head.  However, after seeing that mess in the most used drawer in the entire house, my head begins to pound. Because this means that within the next two weeks during my mom’s time off from work, I’ll have to spend a day reorganizing the drawers.  Throwing away any expired coupons, no longer usable receipts, and other scraps of paper.

And that is just the tip of the iceberg.  Seeing the picture above is just the topmost drawer.  You don’t even want to see the bottom three drawers but here’s just a little sneak peek at the next drawer down…

It is filled with used/unused plastic bags from grocery shopping for storing meats, vegetables, and wonton/dumplings, potentially important invitations and other unimportant mail, and all kinds of junk I don’t even want to know.  Then there’s the two more drawers which I don’t even want to know what kind of mystery is hidden there.

Really makes you think about the purpose drawers serve, doesn’t it?

Aren’t drawers suppose to provide some sort of organization? To help us find things more easily? So we don’t have to run all over the house looking for the thing we need right at the moment?