Antibiotics are kicking in, and I've been able to move around a bit today. My heartfelt thanks to Louis Pasteur et al.
Like many (some? a few? one?) of you, I've been thinking about "less is more." Okay, actually, I have no idea what you've all been thinking about. Volvos? Leeches? (hope not. weird.) Pnut butter brownies? No, wait, how about pnut butter, caramel, pecan, AND dark chocolate fudge brownies? Nowwww we're talking.
But. I digress. I've been thinking about the ways that less really IS more. And one of those ways pertains to my closet. I have waaaaaaay Too. Much. Stuff. Following Kendi's tips to a working closet, I started by Step 1: Purging mine today. My stuff took up 2/3 of Pocket's and my closet. Sweet guy never complained. (Or noticed, probably, but still. Love him.)
Some pre-purge sample photos for your viewing pleasure (or disgust? meh. tomayto-tomahto). The closet is packed. This doesn't even show it all: