Clothes and pipes and carpets...

I think I'm ready for a break, a complete break from my everyday life.

In other words, I wanna run away, go on vacation, go somewhere where I don't have to think about the mundane. 

I don't want to think about the leak that's got water dribbling down a wall, making puddles, and which made me find out just how many clothes I have.  

I did not want to face that.

It's sobering, very sobering to look at piles of clothes and get irritated because you have to find a place to put them so that the plumbers and carpenters can get to the wall in your walk in closet. 

And realizing that you are so fortunate, not only do you have a house, you have a walk in closet stuffed with clothing, more clothes than you realized you had.

The leak was fixed, the wall repaired and the clothes, they're still here.  I'm not quite ready to part with any of them.  

But at least I got them sorted out, and found a couple of treasures I'd forgotten about. 

I guess I should mention that this happened a few months ago, but I'm just getting around to telling you all about it.