After my workout, I
went into my closet. Did you know I only have two shirts – both are t-shirts –
that fit me? Also, we mustn’t forget my one pair of holey-jeans. So, I went to
Kohl’s to buy some shirts. I love Kohl’s. They have fatty clothes that are
still stylish. Wal-Mart tries very hard, but fatties look fatter in Wally
World’s apparel. I have Lane Bryant, but that’s an hour’s drive away…with the
gas prices so high, I ain’t driving that far for apparel.
As I came home, ready
to hang my TWO b-e-a-utiful Kohl’s shirts in my closet, I noticed that I have
no closet space! Clothes that don’t fit me are being selfish and taking up all
my closet space. It’s bad enough that they are hating on me and refuse to
stretch to my size, but to take up ALL my closet space…? How rude!
I contemplated what
to do. I have clothes from when I was a size eight in my storage. Before I
realize, they – too – will be hanging in my closet…someday…but I digress. I
don’t want to donate or trash my apparel, because – with just a couple plus
ten, maybe fifteen, pounds – I will be able to wear those clothes again. So,
storage unit it is!
I went to Staple’s to
buy boxes. “I need one box for my thin sweaters, one box for my thick
sweaters…oh, heck, let’s just get all of the boxes.” Then I got started
working. As I was packing, I remembered that I stored – okay stuffed –clothes
that were two sizes smaller in my cabinet. “Well, since I’m packing, I might as
well store those too!” So, I pulled those clothes out of my cabinet. Then, such
a great idea hit my head like a hammer to a nail, “I should get my storage
clothes and sort those out also!” The beginning of a BIG project came to be.
I, now, sleep on the couch with my two
dogs accompanying me. Then, in the mornings, I look into my bedroom – the only
private place where I can work out– and think, “I need to finish this; so, I
can exercise!” It’s been five days of clothes organizing and storage. Whose
great idea was this anyway!?!
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