I was cleaning the counters the other day when I glanced at the ratty-looking, stained piece of blue fabric that was once a respectable toaster cover and said “I need to get a new toaster cover.”
And then I laughed.
Need a toaster cover? It’s so ridiculous. It’s a dust cover for an appliance that I use everyday. The toaster won’t feel ashamed if it sits on the counter in its natural state.
My mother gave me this particular toaster cover more than a decade ago when I was starting my career as a fledgling journalist at a small town newspaper. I should say that she inadvertently pulled me from a staff meeting to give it to me.
All of my co-workers kept asking, “What did your mom bring you?” and I kept on brushing them off. After all, I was a grown-up. A young adult. Someone who was old enough to live on her own, but not so old as to need a toaster cover.
After I got over the initial embarrassment of the well-intentioned gift, I actually grew to appreciate the toaster cover. Even now that it’s all stained and tattered from years of sitting on my counter, I still smile when I see it.
You see we often get caught up in our emotional attachment to things. They become ties to the people we love. We convince ourselves that we need things, but the truth is, we want them to make us feel connected.
No, I don’t need a new toaster cover. I don’t even need the one I have.
But I think I’ll keep it just a little bit longer. Just because.