Closet space...?
Time to start going though my closets again...they've announced another clothing swap at church next month. I know, I'm still holding on to quite a bit of stuff that's at least 40 pounds away from fitting, but the last time I got fed up and got rid of everything (or almost everything), I ended up losing 40+ pounds (after H.W.S.N.B.N. left) and there are a couple of skirts and things that I still really miss.
I should go through my drawers this time. I need to get that rickety bureau emptied and out of here, and there are the drawers on my side of the platform bed that could probably be dumped outright. If they were empty, I could move some of the rollable stuff like tee shirts from my closet and not have them taking up space on hangers. Oooh, closet space, what a novel thought!
The trouble is, there's no bloody room to sort anything anywhere in this house! Doing anything around here is like one of those puzzles with the sliding tiles---this has to be moved before that can go anywhere, but there's no way to get Thing One past Thing Two unless that is somewhere else. It's endless....
I should go through my drawers this time. I need to get that rickety bureau emptied and out of here, and there are the drawers on my side of the platform bed that could probably be dumped outright. If they were empty, I could move some of the rollable stuff like tee shirts from my closet and not have them taking up space on hangers. Oooh, closet space, what a novel thought!
The trouble is, there's no bloody room to sort anything anywhere in this house! Doing anything around here is like one of those puzzles with the sliding tiles---this has to be moved before that can go anywhere, but there's no way to get Thing One past Thing Two unless that is somewhere else. It's endless....