I was evaluating my closet over the weekend because I finally decided it is time to pack winter clothes away and move spring/summer clothes in. Everyone who’s already done this transition knows it can be a labor of fucking love.
So I popped open a bottle of Prosecco, threw 4 or 5 raspberries in a flute and made myself a comfortable on the floor in front of my dresser.
I started off well. Organized. Neat piles of clothes here, hung shirts there, music keeping me energized… but at my 3rd glass, shit looked like a fortress.
But I came away with some gems though, like this hat. Where the fuck did I get this hat from and are there any others??
The good news – the hat stays, no question. The bad news is I’m still not done sorting.
On a side note: I’m babysitting my friends dog and I gotta tell you, nothing clears a sidewalk like walking a fucking pit-bull.