Lockdown #3, and with no swimming allowed (except for a brief dip within the river close to my home), I had time on my arms to have the ability to do different issues – like for instance turn into Mrs Hinch and organise, put issues into neat piles, color coordinate every little thing and tidy each drawer and cabinet in my home… for the threerd time.
In earlier lockdowns although, the exception to this was my swimming drawer, which hasn’t been touched as soon as, mainly as a result of I truthfully didn’t assume it wanted doing, nonetheless with time on my arms, and a few fairly horrid climate that concerned some sort of extreme climate phenomena sort snowstorm cyclone thingy, placing a halt to any outside exercise or certainly opening the entrance door in any respect, I set to work on it, anticipating to be all of 10 minutes earlier than I settled in on the couch to binge watch one thing on Netflix that will inevitable finish in a nanna nap.
I used to be that assured this might be a brief activity on the again of the truth that I’m not a hoarder, that I had put the kettle on to make a cup of espresso. Sadly although, as soon as I had opened the drawer, it was clear to anybody that would see that it was not as neat and tidy as I had made out, and would most likely be inclined to disagree.
This was not going to be the short job I had anticipated, there was a lot stuff, a few of which I’ve no recollection of really shopping for within the first place, not to mention used, which had been nestled amongst a great deal of different stuff I additionally now not used, together with some Speedo flippers which have been worn solely as soon as, on the again of the actual fact they had been concerned in a nasty entanglement incident involving my proper foot, a lane rope and the swim buddy’s tow float. Additionally they gave me a nasty blister, and on the again of this had been banished to the drawer for all of eternity, 3 pairs of latest goggles I didn’t realise I had (yay!) and 1 pair that had sufficient mould on them that I suspected might most likely efficiently treatment somebody of a nasty an infection, 1 Pair of fleecy socks with what I assumed was as soon as a superbly edible Jelly Child secured to it. I might solely assume that it was a inexperienced one I had saved for the swim buddy, because it’s the one color I don’t like, and likewise I’m not wasteful, I might have positively eaten all the others, 6 swimming costumes, a number of of which had been completely unwearable, and the others, bar 1, most likely not advisable to put on both except I used to be to threat arrest beneath some sort of indecency regulation… 1 towel from an occasion that I’ve no recollection of doing. I’ve no recollection as a result of I didn’t truly do it within the first place, and but have a towel for my non-efforts. Quite worryingly, the drawer was additionally the house to a tube of tomato paste and a surgical glove (worryingly as a result of I can say with certainty that I’ve by no means had the necessity for tomato paste throughout any swim I’ve ever achieved, and nor am I a surgeon…).
Sadly, the tidy didn’t yield a lot in the best way of money. £1.12 to be precise, and nor did I discover my lacking membership card to one of many golf equipment I swim at, or the coaching notes I made for the run as much as the Channel relay (fingers crossed Covid will permit and the climate gods are with us this time – 3rd time fortunate). I did nonetheless discover 1 bobbleless bobble hat, 1 non-swimming head band (not mine) that had no enterprise being within the drawer, and 1 squished and old-fashioned, packet of Jaffa Desserts – very upsetting to seek out this actually, and a whole waste (though within the curiosity of not being wasteful, I did open the packet to double test as to whether or not they might be resurrected in any method – they couldn’t, which was a fantastic disgrace).
Though tidying out the drawer was exhausting, time consuming and coronary heart breaking (Jaffa Cake wastage), it additionally highlighted the necessity for some post-lockdown alternative gear which I felt was vital to strike while the iron was scorching, and so as an alternative of spending the rest of the afternoon couch browsing (of which there was truly restricted time ultimately anyway, because the drawer took an age to get by way of), I might as an alternative put my time to higher use by spending it procuring, or restocking as I favored to name it, ordering alternative Jaffa Desserts and swimming costumes (in that order), doing my bit to assist hold the swimming costume and Jaffa Cake companies afloat throughout lockdown!
All the time a silver lining!