Throw your cares away, save them for another day
Cleaning cleaning cleaning, that's what today was all about. I cleaned my room, and I cleaned most of the rest of the apartment. I brought a lot of stuff back with me to the EC from my numerous holiday destinations. From presents to winter clothes I had more than my tiny room can handle. But I went out and bought a new shelf/organizer type thing for the closet. This made me a bit angry, but worked out in the end. Here's the story: So, I went to Target, even though it's just as far away as Wal-Mart I refuse to go to Wal-Mart, as Bobby Boucher's momma would say, it's the devil. Well, once in Target I found this shelf very quickly and being the smart person I am I had measured my closet to make sure that whatever I got for it would fit inside my closet. So, I looked at the shelf, and it was perfect 47 1/2" long, my closet was nearly 48" but over 47 3/4" so I felt quite confident that it would fit. I picked up a new laundry sorter/basket thing and headed