It's in the Bag!

So, I think it is pretty obvious that we all have our little quirks.  Some people like to keep lists, perform chores in a certain order, or just do things in a particular manner.  I read about a man who carried around a ruler in order to write perfectly straight letters with flat bottoms.  According to the story, he wouldn't even sign his name without it.  For another example, my mom has a very specific way that she likes to load the dishwasher.  While growing up she would often "reload" the dishes that I had put in because they weren't in the proper spaces.  Needless to say, I didn't find much purpose in completing this chore when she was going to come directly behind me and redo it.

There are a few people that know this particular quirk that I have.  Mine involves trash bags, and even thinking about it makes me smile.  I have this thing about getting to the last bag in the box of trash bags.  It really just makes my day to see this event coming, and I was inspired to write this morning because I think tomorrow I will be experiencing this...I noticed that we are going to use the last bag very soon.  So, here it is...the last trash bag represents a form of cannibalism, or perhaps more accurately, matricide.  What about self-deprecation?  After all, that would be trashing one's self!  The last trash bag...you take the bag out of the box...and put the box into the bag.  Doesn't that just make you smile?