Pluck and Plunk Pleasures

I know it's dumb when I think

• there are 41 wars being fought around the world
• thousands have had their water cut off in Detroit
• farmers are losing their crops to drought in many places
• Ebola is rampant
• children are being hated and frightened along the US border

Maybe this is why something this simple makes me happy.

In the 80s when my daughter and I lived on The Riverway in Boston she disliked taking the garbage out less than emptying the dishwasher.

I disliked emptying the dishwasher less than taking out the garbage.

It was a no brainer who would do which chore.

I had a system for the silverware. Everything alike would go in the same tray. Thus in two motions I could:

• Pluck up all the forks
• Plunk put them in the fork place
• Pluck pick up all the knives
• Plunk put them in the knife place
• Pluck pick up all the spoons
• Plunk them in the spoon place etc.

Silly yes, but since then when I've never been able to find anyone who understands. I wouldn't say Rick understands, but he humors me.

So while I pluck and plunk, I'm also grateful I

• don't live in a war zone
• have running water
• have no shortage of good fresh foord
• don't live near an Ebola outbreak
• my child is safe

So plucking and plunking is pretty shallow, but I enjoy it anyway.