I have a secret goal in life: to finish one box of staples. I’ve been using the same box of staples for at least the past ten years (I just found the sale sticker from the Campus Store dated 2/93), and I have been ana1 retentive about using all the small pieces first, so I can savor the day I get to use one full row of staples.

Last Monday, all my staple hopes and dreams were crushed: Grammy came to work with me because Shawna had an out-of-town appointment.  In one fell swoop, as she was rummaging through my drawers, Grammy found the box of staples and dropped it on the floor, shattering all the long pieces into tiny (5-10 staples long) pieces!

I had just made it to the 30-or-so-long pieces too.