So I decided to clean out the atrocious mess that is my closet. Through the years I have found out that there is a major downside to having a walk-in closet (at least for me) - I feel a compulsive need to fill it with crap. Seriously, it’s like hoarder-like material in here.
I decided that I would sort out my crumpled clothes, from the closet floor, in my bedroom. Unfortunately, my room now looks like the Salvation Army.
But that wasn’t the worst part, oh no. Sorry Mr. Millipede, you were surprisingly hard to kill, but I do not wish to have creatures with that many legs inhabiting the same space that I sleep in of a night. I can take the spiders, millipedes, scorpions, and all the variety of insects the South has to offer, but if I find one rat (at least up here - the basement seems to be a nice home for rats when our cats aren’t fast enough) or a snake in here, I’m moving out!
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