It has been a few years now since my dad as passed away. One spring we decided it was time to clean our his garage.
In the top back corner of the garage – on top of a cabinet where he used to store his tools, I found this large paper grocery bag.
The bag was old, dusty, and the mice has been eating away at it. On the front of the bag it was written – “String Too Short To Do Anything With” and in the bag what was left of it – was a collection of white string between 4 – 2 inches in length. Clearly string too short to do anything with..
Why would he keep this… I thought about it for a second and looking at the pile of scraps of wood. It occurred to me, my dad grew up in the depression era. I guess if times got tough enough and you needed a piece of string, you would tied some pieces together and… you have a usable piece of string.
It is pretty smart if you think about it. And it served a purpose back then..
Thinking about it – what things in our lives used to served a purpose for us, back when. And now we are hanging on to them even to this day. Adding to the baggage we must carry around….
My skills are always primed and ready for new opportunities to be put to work, and I am ever on the lookout to connect with individuals who share a similar mindset.
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