Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Table Talk

I think that, more than most people, my mind whirls around in weird circles and off into weird tangents. I never know what will pop into it, or out of it rather, completely out of context.

To wit: Sue has been re-organizing her jewellry work area way down there in the basement. Space is at a premium, so she rigged up an old piece of board on top of containers which were on top of a futon for times when her desk is already full. She doesn't require this space continually, but since it's a pain to rig up, she leaves it up.

At the same time, we have ordered some new living room chairs, and we have been contemplating how to arrange them and if we need new end tables and/or a new coffee table.

At first blush ... as well as the second, third and fourth ... these two happenstances would not appear to correlate, yet my mind made an odd but happy leap just recently.

As we sat in the living room, Sue brought up the end table talk once again.

But my mind didn't go there.

No. At the mention of table, my mind tripped back to a fold out metal table that my mother had in her basement many years ago.

So, in a terribly non sequiturish sorta way, I replied to Sue's question about end tables by referring to this other table.

Oddly enough, she thinks it is a perfect idea because it would be a larger and firmer work surface that could easily be put out of the way most of the time. So, she went online, saw that such devices are still available, and plans to purchase one at the first opportunity.

So, in this case, my somewhat malfunctioning brain was actually helpful.

It happens so rarely that I though I should blog about it.


10 comments:

Hilary said...

Be back later. You just reminded me of something... ;)

Mary Gilmour said...

Love the way your mind gyres and gimbals.

Mara said...

I admire Sue for getting your ramblings off in that case. I sometimes think people are still on one subject and then they get me completely flummoxed, since they are talking about something else completely!

Donna said...

I guess I should start listening more closely to what my Larry is saying...Hahaaa...
Well done!
hughugs

Linda Braun said...

My grandmother had one of those; it had a blue and black marbelized pattern. My mother inherited it and when Mom passed away my sister snatched it up--it comes in handy and is still holding up after 50+ years. Hope Sue finds one. Nice work, AC!

Lorna said...

do you have any solutions rambling about in your head for a person with no workspace at all? Please say "no work".

Tossing Pebbles in the Stream said...

Could it be that "The Lord works in mysterious ways." Or perhaps you have lived with the same woman so long that your minds are interconnected and you can bypass the listening stage of communication.

troutbirder said...

As I get older you would have thought I might have learned a more subtle approach to these kind of discussions. My tendency to bark NO doesn't get me very far these days....:)

Kathy Trejo said...

You made me laugh! I'm sure your more helpful than you realize! :-)

KGMom said...

I think the word for it is SERENDIPITY.