Showing posts with label closet from hell. Show all posts
Showing posts with label closet from hell. Show all posts

Thursday, September 3, 2009

Thursday, Eh?

Thanks, everyone, for your get well wishes - the Bag Lady appreciates them. She is still feeling under the weather (where did that expression come from, anyway? How does one get to be under the weather? And if you are feeling terrific, does that mean you are over the weather? Or would you be on top of the weather? But no, you are on top of things - no one ever says they are on top of the weather.....) The Bag Lady is NOT taking any cold medication, honest, but she thinks she may have to because the Vitamin C and echinacea, although they are probably helping, aren't working fast enough!

The Bag Lady spent most of the day yesterday trying to do some housework, but her energy levels are so low that most of her time was spent sitting and staring at the hell hole that used to be referred to as her closet. Somehow it has morphed into a catch-all storage area for all kinds of things totally unrelated to apparel. She was determined this week to Do Something About That Closet, until she came down with this dreadful illness. The spirit is willing, but the flesh is a quivering, jelly-like mass weak.

So she has managed to weed out a few things (one bag full of clothes to go to the thrift store), but still does not have the sparkling, well-organized closet that she was hoping for. At least she can see her clothes now. And will continue to peck away at organizing the rest of the junk valuable heirlooms she has stashed in there.

And that's all she has the energy right now to share with you. Hope all of you are well!