the other night i had the urge to do some cleaning, and Finally put away all my clean laundry that was either hanging on the drying rack or sitting in Folded stacks all around my flat. hey. at least i took them out of the laundry basket thing right? that counts for something.
anyways. i was doing some cleaning. i never finished, but that's not really the point.
this is: serious compulsiveness. but not ocd. it's different. i already told you, member?
i suddenly very much needed all my hangers in each closet to match.
don't even ask. i have no idea. i do know that i wasted probably an hour taking things off hangers and putting them back on different colored hangers, so that they could all match.
ok, ok, it didn't take a whole hour, but sometimes when you do things like that, you find clothes you haven't seen in a while, and so you have to try them on! so i guess i wasted 15 minutes taking clothes off hangers and putting them back on different hangers, and 45 minutes trying on clothes i haven't seen since i moved in.
also. isn't it amazing that in my baby flat i have THREE closets?! blessed with closets, who would have thought?
the end.
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