Do I attack my closet, with clothes that beg me to just get it over with and wash them, or do I break out the clean items left (example, too sentimental, fancy, pricey gifts from sisters, significant other) or do I trifle through my my many garments to find something, anything, clean?
Decided! Something, anything, I'll go with.
Perhaps during the (not so) Fair and Water show today I can at least begin the tackle. Why not now? A word to be written a new book in the wings, and that's it.
Do you for whatever reason find your priorities skewed? Is it cause for serious concern? Or just concern? Or not?
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