The Sixteen Foot Pile-Up
I confess. Adam and I have a problem. It's severe. And I'm hoping we're not the only household in America suffering from it. The diagnosis: chronic closet amnesia. Clearly, we've forgotten where our closet is. And the results speaks for themselves. But normally - I swear...honestly - it's never this bad! Like, seriously? That's eight pairs of shoes. Right inside our front door. How we managed to overlook this pathetic pile-up is beyond me. But when we finally noticed it, Adam and I couldn't stop laughing. We were in temporary shock. There's only two of us living here -TWO-, but by the looks of it, I'd guess we were hosting a small Under Armor party. Unfortunately for us, that wasn't the case. Instead, just a wee little family with terribly embarrassing problem. One that I'm unsure will ever be corrected. Sigh. At least they add some color to the room...right?!
well you know what they say.....the first step to healing is to acknowledge you have a problem.....LoL
ReplyDeleteHahaha!! Spoken like a woman who's gone through it herself! ;) Love you!
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