“Can’t we just write about cleaning out my closet and not actually do it?” Well, no, we can’t. The poor thing. He put off this week’s home organization project until this afternoon and when he asked if I wanted wine and cheese, I said, “Only if you’re still going to do your closet with me.”
“What? We’re still doing that? Why don’t we clean something else out? Why does it have to be my stuff?” See what I mean about the poor thing? He was really taking it hard.
His feathers are still ruffled from when we sorted and culled through all of our books, way back in March. Oh, and don’t forget all of his work files that we sorted through in February. Brad’s been very helpful and supportive of this hare-brained weekly project of mine – which was our New Year’s Resolution for this year – as long as we kept the focus on my stuff and not his.