myrgthful

Grits and Chai, breakfast of champions.

Today, Pipes and I are going through our clothes. Her intent is to make space, removing the ones we don't wear enough. She also wants to get rid of [most of] the ones I still have around from when I was in high school.

And then, we have a new dresser from Ikea to put together. I'm slightly excited about that part. (Funny how, once you reach adulthood, obtaining a blender or vacum cleaner is reason to rejoice)

I'm a natural pack-rat. I don't give some things up easily.