The Closet

The closet is probably the worst spot in our tiny little apartment. We have his and her closets that some people might think are a pretty good size but I just can't seem to keep everything in it. My poor shoes collection is shoved into a storage tub that over flows all over the floor. By the way I love shoes! LOVE SHOES! I'm so thankful my husband decided to marry me despite that. He has this delusion that he will be able to talk me out of any pair of shoes I'll ever want to by but that is just crazy. I'll just go back later :) Anywho I decided to tackle the closet today and what an adventure that was. I keep thinking that I need to go out and revamp my spring wardrobe but after looking at my closet I am definitely going to have to purge a little first. While I am digging through the closet unearthing clothes and shoes from every crevice Dukie is tossing cubes of old bread all over the room. She has the best time just throwing back her head and watching how far the bread will fly and then she runs after it and stares to see if this time it will do it all by itself. The poor dog really needs a friend. When shes not tossing some kind of morsel around the apartment she is starring at the walls waiting for the lights to appear. Those lights being the sunlight reflecting off of cars pulling in and out of the parking lot. I'm really afraid that she will become so focused on these lights that she will go crazy. Guess what my husbands response to that is....he called me a helicopter mom. So supportive. But hey I did get a new pair of running shoes for Valentines so who is wearing the pants now! Catch ya later.