I Have A Confession To Make
Sometimes, I fall asleep in my good ole recliner with my clothes on. It happens mostly on the weekend after I stay up really late. I shut off the light, telling myself I'll just snuggle a little in my electric throw for just awhile, just to get warm, then I'll head downstairs for my jammies and bed. Next thing I know, there is traffic in front of me and the sounds and smells of the other two guys getting up.
Now, for me, it is not such a bad thing. It happened this morning. And since, my intention was to tackle the closets and get some summer tanks and clothes put away and some turtlenecks and long sleeves out, and with me already being dressed and not having to go out in public, I just brewed me some coffee and started in.
One of the closets is in the yarn room which definitely needed a little attention as well, but that would have to come later.
After unearthing some clothes from in front of the shelves and finding candles that would come in handy and a knife set that neither I nor the Tall Guy knew we had, room was made in the yarn room closet for some books that I don't go to very often.
I have a ottoman that sits in direct line to the top shelf of the bookcase, which makes for a nice resting place to look for a book and peruse it for what I might be looking for.
As it happens, more and more books kept making their way to the yarn room closet shelves. Of course along the way, I had to look some of them over again. One can forget what great patterns some of them have. Remember the Shetland Books, Radicals??? They still have some great sweaters in them!
I found something else that I actually forgot I had, but I'll tell about that in a later blog down the road.