had the most delightful

I just had the most delightful experience
taking the trash out. Usually reaching in,
working the bag mouth free from the top
of the can - the pull-out strappy handles
come from top and bottom, in my top-down
view. So I'm looking - where are they?
I don't even see the opening. VWOOOP!

They were right under my hands, and
pulled loose and out of their own accord

and the mouth sphinctered up
into a pucker! And I resumed

lifting the bag, and took it out. Well,
what a savings of motion and effort! To
orient the bag that way to begin with!
What if I deposited the new liner
in this ingenious way? I'd be just

as surprised and delighted as this
time, I can actively guarantee it! Until
I got used to the change, it would be
a knockout surprise, each time. Who

expects that, taking out the garbage?
Delightful, unexpectedly delightful.

I would remember, each time, cued
by my surprise and delight, to set
myself a little trap for next time,
too. Then forget all about it,

until it sprang. Eventually,
I'll begin to see it coming
of course. But even then, there will be
a long, ongoing period of appreciation,
savoring the reveal and half-humorously
congratulating myself on my thoughtfulness.
A note to self: in gratitude.

I added it to my list of life hacks
which unfortunately
always goes missing between entries.
This one, though. It feels like a
keeper