We drop, ding, spill, sit on, crush and destroy our stuff. It’s just a fact of life.
Well come to find out, so is super-gluing all of these items back together! No matter their size, shape or sentimental / dollar value, they can – nay should – be glued. At least according to my wife.
Yes, that’s right. I’m learning from my wife that if it can be broken, it can be glued. Some conversation snippets from our home may illustrate my point:
“Anna, what do you have there? Oh, that miniature dollar store ceramic teacup pouring bowl broke for the 3rd time after you dropped it on the driveway for the sixth time? No problem honey. Set it up on the counter and I’ll glue it for you”
“Naomi crushed my sand dollar into mostly dust with a few solid pieces, mommy” “No problem, honey. Put it on this paper plate. I’ll glue it”
“Mom, my almost microscopic plastic finger from Annakin Skywalker’s removable action figure hand broke off after I chewed on it…””No problem, honey, we’ll slap some glue on that baby and it will be back to light saber wielding in no time.”
“Hey honey, the brakes were really squealing on my way home and when I pulled into the driveway, there were metal shavings falling out of the calipers…but don’t sweat it. Nothing a little Kroger brand crazy glue couldn’t take care of.”
OK, fine. That last statement hasn’t been uttered. Yet. But the others are all true. And there are more.
In all fairness, there has been much gluing success in our home. But not all adhesive adventures have worked out so well. And this is why I encourage my wife to put down the glue and step away from the ledge. She doesn’t listen.
“Why throw it away when you can glue it?”
You’d think she grew up in the Great Depression or something.
Don’t get me wrong here. I’m not advocating the disposal of any and all things sentimental or expensive. I just used glue the other day (not for a repair btw!) so I’m not a hater of the sticky. I’m just trying to get my wife to let go of the broken trivialities of life and feed them to the circular file in our kitchen. I think she’ll feel better if she gives up the gluing. No more fingers stuck together . No more having to cut out hair tangles. No more announcements that she, “…picked the wrong day to stop sniffing glue!”
Who’s with me? Can I can call you if we do an intervention?