Curious minds want to know...
Exactly how many gloves does it take to fix an old house, operate a tractor, and otherwise protect hands from potential harm?
I did a little clean-up in the glove basket the other day, and found the following.
The answer is fourteen. I have it on good authority:
The first pair is my favorite pair. They're like slippers, but for my hands. I promise to love, honour and protect these...wait, those were my wedding vows. (These have duct-tape repairs. They might be on their way out. Eric might mourn their loss - for about a day).
The second pair is just as important, but they're lined with Thinsulate. The real stuff. The label proves it. These are used for tractor driving.
The third pair - OK, impulse purchase from the feed store. Where else can you find suede mitts with removable liners? These visit the wood shed a lot during winter months.
The fourth pair - spanking new. Don't touch. If gloves were like cars, these are Ferraris. These are Special Occasion gloves. Could be worn with a tuxedo to the next Classic Tractor Pull at Pebble Beach.
The fifth and sixth pair - identical but with varying degrees of wear. Lined for winter. Thoughtful wife found these at Costco. (Thoughtful wife even bought a new package recently, and then took above inventory. Don't need to tell you those gloves have now been hidden from view).
The seventh pair - they have urethane foam all over them. These are for outside insulating projects.
The eighth, ninth and tenth pairs - plain old ordinary working gloves with varying degrees of wear. Some lined, some unlined. Depends on the temp outside and the messiness of the job.
The eleventh pair has little rubber nubs on them. They were cheap (so they obviously don't count) and someone needed them to change out the windows. (Note: Wife also got a pair. Husband also thoughtful).
The twelfth pair - lump with 8, 9 and 10. These normally live in the car and take trips to the lumber yard. And then they end up in the house...and then someone forgets to put them back in the car...and then someone buys an extra pair at the lumberyard during the next trip....and thus the cycle perpetuates and gloves procreate as if by magic.
The thirteenth pair - don't mess with these. These are special chainsaw gloves. Not to be mistaken for wood-splitting gloves. They're probably some sort of Kevlar/Nomex hybrid.
Last but not least, the fourteenth pair - the last remaining pair from a five-pack. One finger worn. RIP - they're on their way out.
So we have gloves for chopping wood, gloves for changing oil, gloves for filling the tractor...gloves for fall and winter and spring and summer.
Now that things have degraded to a Dr. Seuss level, I'm outta here.
I've got some boots to inventory.