I think about camping All. The. Time. It is the ‘happy place’ I go to when life is either overwhelming or boring. Or if I’m driving. Or eating. Or brushing my teeth. Or walking. Or sitting. Or writing a post. (I think you get the picture.)
Anyway, I had to go to Lincoln for some actual non-camping-related things, but I was thrilled because I could Look At Stuff. When we go, I want to take the absolute minimum amount of things, and I was wondering about some small food storage items. I saw a compartmentalized box in Bed, Bath and Beyond that looked like it opened like my butter container. I pried at the latched from the bottom, but it wouldn’t budge. I pried harder. I broke it. Turns out the latches open from the top on this model, dang it.
Dang it! Dang it! Dang it! I seriously thought about just putting it back on the shelf and walking away, but that darn conscious told me that would be wrong, so I bought it. I also bought some superglue.
Guess what? The glue did not work.
Oh, well. It still closes, so it will still be useful……when I’m camping!