I once blogged about the number 2, which I found carved into the inside of my bed's wooden post. I spotted it when I was on my hands and knees, under the bed trying to get at a dust bunny. It was perfectly formed, and it made me smile.
Last night, I smiled again. I found the number 40 chillin' out in my kitchen sink drain. It was just hanging out with all the little food particles and crumbs that were drying off in the wire mesh netting of my sink strainer.
Isn't that funny? I couldn't bear to throw it out, so I just let it be. :)
