The wooden pole that holds up my clothes in my closet gave way. The other end of the support broke off the wall and my clothes all fell on the floor. In result, I had to do a forced clean-up in the closet. It included separating some clothes I have not worn in so long to donate to a thrift store or something.
I haven’t realized I had so many clothes. I remember when I first came to the U.S. 7 years ago, I only had 1 big suitcase of clothes. I’m such a pack rat, that I still had some of the old clothes I had back then.
Lucien thought why not get some boxes to start packing some stuff we’re not going to use for now. So then, we’ll have less packing when we do move to a new house. I said, sure why not. So we got some good boxes, and started packing stuff.
Now my closet it cleaned up, the wooden pole put back in place with a stronger reinforcement for the support. I’m sure that in a few months, my closet will be full again. -groan-