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Yesterday I found myself coming in from the studio and heading to the closet where I stood for longer than I care to admit trying to remember why I was there. That walk~in is pretty much a catch all for things that aren't needed year 'round, art supplies I haven't touched since I shoved 'em in there 5 years ago, clothes, and everything else I have too much of. What I'm trying to say is there is lots of SHINY! so I'm not going to feel bad about forgetting why I am there even during those times I'm standing there naked with hangers of clothes in my face.
The reason I am telling y'all all this is that yesterday I was making beads and stopped for some reason that dictated immediate closet presence ~ a reason that was immediately forgotten upon closet entry. I stood there a good little while surveying to see if anything would remind me before giving up and shutting the door.
I could tell you what I was thinking about for the rest of the day, but how's about I show you instead?
It is only because I have incredible self restraint that I am not walking through a house totally decked out for the holidays right now.
It is also why you are seeing Christmas Beads on my blog in September.
These aren't really Christmasy
but I probably didn't need to tell you that~
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I'm so envious of your closet space! But if I had one, it would be stuffed! Don't feel bad, millions of people open their refrigerators, closets, cabinets, go downstairs, upstairs, and never know why! I bought an iPod to eliminate that waste of time process. Record a note to self on the iPod, keep it close. But I FoRGot I had it :{ !! Thanks for reminding me! I thought I could see my name on those orangey/turquoise ones, gotta have a new iPod page for those!
ReplyDeleteYeah, I'm not such a traditional color person either, so those orange and blue ones were calling my name too! My tree is usually blue/silver, or burgundy/forest green. So far the only way I have found to remember why I went to that room/closet/area, is to go back to the place I was at when I had that thought! Then it hits me and I get to walk back again!!!
ReplyDeleteWow, I covet your closet. I don't have a walk-in. I have a scoot-sideways-in. My husband has a hillbilly-bar-hanging-off-the-wall closet. Our house is old (1836), apparently people didn't need closets back then. Poor suckers had like 2 nails in the wall. One for their overalls and one for that Sunday dress.
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