Wire Nuts

Tom bought a large bag of wire nuts from the local lumber/hardware store in town. He has gone through so many, installing outlets in the living room, dining room, kitchen and the electrical project in the barn. Hyatt's is not a big box store, their hours are abbreviated and convenient for the staff not homeowners. It is close to our place, the big box stores are a half hour further.

Irene is fascinated by wire nuts for some reason. Irene seeks them out, finding them in the bag in the basement, on the counter with the wire cutters or in a basket by the radio. I don't know how she knows where they are, they change location as projects resume or get completed. She doesn't seem to care that the wire nuts are red, yellow or orange.

Irene carries them up the stairs from the basement and bats them around the kitchen and dining room. She'll pick them up and hide them in her cache in the stacked framed pictures or she piles them in the middle of the floor in the dining room.

When I pick them up and put them away, she figures out where I've put them and dig them out of the bag or basket. She's determined to corral them in her own way.