What a total loser I am. I mean according to my last post, I should still be deep in the caverns of my filthy closet sending SOS signals from a makeshift telegraph machine.
Sorry to leave you hanging like that. The good news is, I actually DID organize my closet. I bought matching canvas shoe bins, got about 36 more hangers, did a little Roy G. Biv color schematic from left to right, and it was actually looking pretty sharp.
The bad news is that in the time between then and now, the closet is once again a disastrous reminder of my penchant for disorganization. Especially of the clothing varietal.
Again, no great excuse other than the the overwhelming success of my new business, and subsequent incredible demise of my social life! But I won't let this blog be like all of those beautiful diaries I bought throughout adolescence and wrote in only once. I'm back people, and I'm ready to grow up...not that the past weekend was any indication of that.
Is there a temporary respite from adulthood on holidays that basically demand the irresponsible, binge consumption of food coloring laden alcohol? I think so.
And if not, is there some sort of tablet that takes away the feeling that follows 3 days of irresponsible, binge consumption of food coloring laden alcohol? I hope so.
So I do have a lot more to write about organization and its benefits and also my take on being 26 so far (real asshole of an age), but right now I've got to focus on getting the green tinge off my teeth before work in the morning.
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