But he's not home right now to complain about it so I am going to blog about him anyway.
Far be it from me to complain about the organization of someone else's closet. Because mine isn't the best. I would describe it as organized chaos. . .for the most part I know what's in there and where it is.
However, I was putting laundry away tonight (it was an exciting Friday night at the Fox house!) and I have reached my breaking point with Dan's closet. It's a disaster. I've politely suggested that he might want to clean it out, as I am sure he would be pleasantly surprised by some of the things (crap) he would find in there. However, my wifely nudges (bitching) have always been rebuked. But tonight I realized the mess has gotten worse. Just how bad is it? The pile of clothes on the floor is 2.5 feet high. The pile almost reaches the clothes actually hanging on hangers.
What do you think I would have to promise him with to get him to clean it out? I am open to suggestions.
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We're guys. We don't clean closets. Trust me, you'd understand if you saw mine.
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