With the kiddo packed up and shipped off to the grandparents for a few days, the house is strangely silent, save for the occasional whoops and hollers during the gold medal beach volleyball match. (I’m just glad that all the ruckus around the skimpiness of the “uniforms” for this sport was finally trumped by the players’ amazing athletic prowess….in those tiny white bikinis…in the pouring rain…) Whatever, we all tune in for our own reasons…
In between the track and field and the soggy sand pit we squeezed in some tasks around the house. I’ve been working on some closet reorganizing – filling out some of the new wardrobes on the third floor and stretching out a bit in our own wardrobes. My new closet is shaping up nicely and I’m super thrilled about my new wooden hangers. I need to raid IKEA some more to finish out all the closets. So this is what my wardrobe looks like, minus the workout clothes, socks, etc. It looks like the Gap now…well, at least the Gap before they went nutso with the bright colors and layering eighteen tops in one ensemble. I like it simple though – I wear what I own, and don’t buy what I won’t wear.
This is what I have transplanted out of the closet and have to find a new place for. I’ll work on that tonight, unless I can be talked into something a little bit more exciting on such a rare night of kid free living. I don’t think it will take much convincing. I’ve stepped over piles before – I can certainly do it a bit longer…
