Day 5 of Myself! Only More So! A daily reader of my own making for my own benefit, and you’re invited too.

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The laundry room door is falling off the wall. The hinges don’t want the weight. Inside the wall, the threads of the screws aren’t catching the way they used to, like maybe the holes are stripped.

It’s not a great time, or maybe just the right time. You see, I’ve been having a craving for hooks and handles. I want them all over the house. Little knobs inside the cupboard doors, those plastic dealers you can tack up with 3M strips. I’m a sucker for access. Think of all the bits and bobs I could keep handy if I just kept adding places to hang things!

But the big stuff has to hang properly too. We’ve always kept this door closed, and now it’s propped open so it won’t swing and rip the hinges out, like it might pop its stitches with overexertion. The top hinge is only resting against the wall anymore, short the screws I was able to pluck out with my fingernails.

Somehow, I’m more excited about the little hooks than the big door. Fixing a door is maintenance; adding hooks is multiplication.

Maybe we’ll subtract the floors, add grips along the hallway, and climb around the house like it’s a rec center rock wall. We’ll charge admission to the people who want to come and climb and do our laundry for us. I add harnesses instead of hinges to the Amazon cart.

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Writing prompt: What hangs where? Why?

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