Writing Prompt – Junk drawer

I am a procrastinator, by nature.  So, it is only when things get WAY OUT OF HAND (like the party I went to last night) that I take any sort of corrective action.  This is the predicament that I found myself in while trying to locate the key to my mailbox in our junk drawer.  This is the key that has been assigned to my husband, because (don’t tell him), but I have misplaced mine.

His, lives in this drawer and is rarely seen.  My husband does not take an active interest in the mail.  The things that he is expecting are usually delivered to the door by Amazon, UPS, etc., like his last purchase – a bright pink unicorn t-shirt.  You cannot have too many of those!

So, as I contemplate either eating my two-day old egg salad sandwich which appears to be dry and crusty, or going out for some Chick-fil-A, I am mustering the motivation to continue to unearth the items in that drawer that range from a skydiving coupon, old newspaper, and a pile of used tea bags (how in the world did those get there and when was the last time that we even drank tea???)

Oh screw it – I don’t need to collect the mail!  There is never any good news in there, anyway.