I'm back from my little mental vacation. I needed it. Slept late, tanned my brain, got my thoughts massaged, had meaningless flings with a couple cute ideas. And now I'm back, all bright-eyed and bushy-tailed and ready to--
Okay, this is what I really did this weekend:
Oooh...
Aaaahhh...
Oooh...
Oops.So I didn't get around to doing the shoe part. So what? You should have seen the shoe part before I started. I forgot to take "before" pictures (mental vacation, remember), but suffice to say that about half the things that wound up on the shelf part started out on the shoe part before I washed and dried and folded and organized and shelved them.
(And might I say?: about three-quarters of the folded things on the shelf part are t-shirts; and half the things on the hang-y up part are flannel shirts. We ain't exactly office-goin' kind of people, but we likes our closet clean. Now. And for at least a week or so.)
Anyway, I managed to accomplish all of this while watching a football game. Which we won. Resoundingly. Plus two baseball games. Which we split.
Well, okay. I wasn't really cleaning out my closet for the duration of two Indians and a Cowboy. I just made that up in a feeble attempt to account for my lost weekend. It was really just one Cowboy. And, ahem, a Dirty Boy or two.
Because I do loves me some DB. Especially when half of the staff of my brain is on vacation.
Hey, Prudence deserves a weekend off once in a while. Even Goody says so. And now the three of us are off to compose a little something commemorating the contest that we all plum forgot about since Friday.
Tally ho!
7 comments:
Why is it when I organize my things I can never find a darn thing. When it is a mess I know exactly where everything is. And last night I lost a chili Pie. Have no idea where I put it. I have looked everyplace. Any suggestions. Porch, Fridge, oven
Yuck!
haha! Im answering phones at the office next door and can totally see you from here!!
SMOOCH.
I love a clean closet. Im not even joking
who was it that said a clean closet was a sign of a dirty mind? were they thinking of you?
Oh, and, MD?
did you check your closet?
Im thinking Goody ate it (she was on a vacation too ;)
I found it neatly wrapped and in a plastic bag in the freezer. Go figure. See if I do the logical thing, it makes so sense to me the next day. The porch made sense!
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