There has been a screw sitting on my kitchen counter for weeks...months...who knows, maybe even years. It is an intimidating little screw, one that just looks like it belongs somewhere.
Why is it not there now?
Will someone please give me permission to toss it?
I suppose I could just put it in that box in the closet. You know the one. That box that holds the sort of things my tool bench would, if I only had my dream house, with custom built and air conditioned work shed.