You know you're a permie when...

...when cleaning under the kitchen table, to get rid of the pantry moth infestation, you find.... Ah damn.  About 200 walking onions, happily growing in a bunch of small baggies. They were supposed to get given away. It's midwinter, I have snow and ice on the ground. Now what?  I don't have house plant space... Hmm....
You have heard the expression "first world problem" I'd classify this a "permie abundance problem."
:D

And an equally permie temporary solution: I dropped them into my big pressure canner, and covered them for shade with a chunk of cheesecloth I cooked a plum pudding in :D
They need to hold their little oniony horses till spring.

I'm sat in a work training session darning my socks.

Hey if it's socially acceptable for granny to knit pretty much anywhere, then is ok for a mid 30's guy to be extending the life of his socks.