I think it’s the monkey’s fault.
I went on a bit of an organizational/housework tear yesterday, and finally … FINALLY… got my wardrobe under control.
As a result, I have a newly winnowed set of winter clothes placed in closets and drawers, a similarly select few pieces of summer clothes boxed up for the attic, andandAND six hundred and fifty
boxes of stuff I will never wear again shipped off to Goodwill.
I lie. It was only three boxes. But they were BIG ones.
It was incredibly liberating. As a result, I can see the floor of my bedroom again.
Perhaps you didn’t hear me.
People, my SHOES are lined up NEATLY under my dresser.
But you will be happy to know that six pairs of socks went INTO MY dryer and six singles came out.
SOME parts of the universe still make sense.