Normally my life is undemanding. That is, there is certainly little required of me; and generally I require as little of myself (other than what is to be expected of moral behaviour generally). There was a time when from the moment of my awakening I contemplated the list of matters urgently or necessarily requiring my attention. But those days of imperative or what I whimsically call my days of “service to the rich” have thankfully concluded – and beneficially all considered if I may add. Today however I was overtaken by the necessity of detail – most of which was admittedly of no pressing importance. My spectacles needed to be tightened; and my sunglasses (the ones I keep in the car – the Maui Jim’s) needed to be cleaned. As it turned out more than one pair of my glasses required adjustment; and naturally they all had to be cleaned afterwards. Those obligations alone would have been sufficient occupation. The further prerequisite was the location of the optical screwdriver which I customarily leave in the front compartment of the shaving kit I use when traveling. The shaving kit is in turn left in my favourite Briggs & Riley bag. The bag is stored at one end of my clothes closet, at the bottom of whatever other portables I customarily bring back from Florida after our winter sojourn. This meant I had the laborious task of emptying that part of my clothes closet then withdrawing the screwdriver and afterwards reassembling the lot! Whew! So much for trifling detail!
