the ocean

This weekend, I re-organized not one, not two, but three different closets. 

I'll give you a minute to control the arousal you are naturally feeling upon reading that sentence.

You see, I had to finish converting my primary bedroom closet from summer-fall clothing to fall-winter clothing. (After weeks of denial, of course.) So that involved swapping things to and from the guest bedroom closet. At which point I got inspired to do a full gut rehab of the primary bedroom closet, changing the location of my short sleeved tops and purchasing a bunch of close organization items from Target. At which point I decided to go ahead and clean up the organization of our pantry as well, since I feel like various dog-related items are always falling out of there and causing a frenzy. And before I knew it I was on a stepladder culling our collection of old shopping bags for the recycling.

Obviously, these are very exciting times.

I also cleaned the front patio, ordered new heads for my Sonicare, and called my mother.

Let no one say I am not down to earth and relatable.