Being asked to write about something you haven’t touched in a while – your ‘leftovers’ – for the Weekly Writing Challenge could be a lengthy post for a Jack of All Trades.
Let’s begin, shall we?
The harmonica – two, actually – hidden in the bottom of the piano stool from my unrealistic ‘I’m going to be in a blues band’ phase.
The sailing boat collecting dust and all manner of flotsam in my parents’ shed from my caught-up-in-the-hype ‘I’m going to compete in the America’s Cup’ phase.
The set of pastels and rolls of artist paper shoved in the top of the wardrobe from my very brief ‘I’m going to be an artist’ phase.
The practice pipe for a set of bagpipes I never quite ended up getting from my unexplainable ‘I’m going to wear a kilt and play with the highland band’ phase.
The large dolls house built by my grandfather, undecorated and unfurnished, from my overly ambitious ‘I reckon I could wire this up with working lights’ phase.
The unfinished online course to get a Comp TIA certification from my totally deluded ‘I’m going to work as a techie in schools’ phase.
The expensive trek pack and other hiking equipment for my once-only-never-to-be-repeated “I’m going to climb mountains’ phase.
The graphics calculator and textbooks I bought in preparation for my short-lived ‘I’m going to be a science and maths teacher’ phase.
The reflector telescope I spent three years paying off from my childhood-dream ‘I’m going to be an astrophysicist’ phase.
Well, you get the idea.
I’ve got more leftovers than… whatever the opposite of leftovers is… rightovers?
But, you know, I’ve still got them so I can always go back to them. I hear some leftovers are actually better reheated.
Or there’s that ukulele I’ve been wanting to buy…
This makes me smile. And it makes me recall another word for leftovers when you are talking about meals. And I think it might apply here:
planned-overs. You know, life is what happens when you are making plans, sorta deal.
I had to go look that up. I’d never heard the phrase planned-overs (we don’t even get a lot of leftovers in a house with three boys). “Cook it once but eat it twice.” I think that works, too. Thanks. 🙂
The second time, of course, would be against the zombies, right?
Zombies? What zombies? I’m distracted by the mention of brownies, below! 😉
Hm. Do you think that would work on the zombies? Should I get Chef Me working on an Anti-Zombie Brownie recipe?
I think you might be onto something there! It could be the next big thing! Go for it! I’ll be official taste tester.
I wish I couldn’t relate to this version of leftovers
… my version however is ‘give EVERYTHING a try because life is short and you only live once’ 🙂
Besides, it makes for good stories!
That’s a great version! And yes, the stories to tell! 🙂
Would you happen to have a leftover Tupperware container filled with brownies?
That would indeed be a leftover worth having but is a statistically impossible occurrence in a house with three teenage boys.
Haha, I definitely have my share of leftovers at both my parents house and my own current living! Leftovers really are the best though–especially when you are starving and there sits instant gratification just waiting for you. 🙂 Great post!!
Leftovers come in handy in all sorts of ways!
Gosh – not only do you have alot of YOUs but you also have alot of YOUWANNABEs!
Oh yes, it’s a never-ending process. 🙂
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