Sitting back there, calling me names.
It thinks I won't do anything. It thinks I'm weak and can't lift any of those boxes.
It thinks I'm afraid. (Well, ok...maybe I am.)
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Too bad for you, hugely overstuffed closet, because I am bringing storage tubs and trash bags and a resolve to give away anything we don't need. Get ready...I am going to ORGANIZE YOU.
(For all my lovely friends in blogland, if I don't return to posting anytime soon, please send in the rescue dogs. I may well be buried in an avalanche of Christmas ornaments and old towels.)
We'll be sure to sound the alarms. Good luck!
ReplyDeleteJust attacked my Tupperware cupboard and DID come out alive! VICTORY!! ;)
ReplyDeleteLol. Have your cell phone on you so you can blog from under the rubble and keep us laughing! Good luck!
ReplyDeleteoh good luck, we just moved and I have locked most of the stuff away in the spare bedroom - I dread actually sorting through it!
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