I think I'm in trouble. I've been caching a lot during spring break; it was my first uninterrupted period of time with no other obligations since I started caching. Wednesday morning I spent the day looking all through the house for potential cache containers and thinking, "well, I could just dump that last bit of turmeric", or, "What else can I put the rest of this peanutbutter in?", and, "I'm sure I could cut down a foot or so of the PVC for the washing machine drain", and "I could get a log book in to that container, but could anyone get it out?"
Yes, I'm in trouble.
Grocery shopping this week was no better. I abandoned the produce and tinned food for the "container" aisles. "Oh that would be good... but expensive. Theres something I could use... yes, would fit, looks watertight." Into the cart.
Then, the light of the caching angels shon down upon a display of large-sized completely black containers with a solid watertight lid. Gorgeous! Perfect! $19 for 2 kg of Kalamata olives. sigh I like olives, but 2 kilos? As much as I wanted the container, I didn't want to have to answer the domestic goddess as to WHY I bought so many olives.
On I go, down the last aisle I realize that I've completely ignored my shopping list. zip zip zip, grab what I need and out to the counter. At home I'm unpacking and wonder why the hell I bought Gefeltefish?! Oh yeah, the container.
Now I know when my wife comes home she's going to ask if I know where her good tupperware container with the green lid is.
Yes, honey, I know exactly where it is. Do you want the coordinates?
