Literally. I spent the last hour in our closet.
I have to preface this by saying we have a lot of stuff and not much storage so our closets serve as not only a place to hang clothes, but also a place to store things. I should also say the title of my blog has nothing to do with homosexuality, in case you were wondering.
You can learn a lot about someone by looking in their closet.
Since our closet is a storage unit, you will find various things in there, drums, sewing machine, craft stuff, our files, extra bath stuff (tooth brushes, make up, razors) a tote of miscellaneous wires (did you know you can NOT get rid of an electronic anything in my house? all wires and accessories MUST be kept.) While I was filing all the papers that I had piled up for the past oh.. 5 months, I noticed a common theme among the debris.
Turns out one, or both of us, may have an unusual fetish with empty boxes. Observe:
This doesn’t even show the box for the tv or wii fit which are in Lexi’s closet.
