Something terrible has happened. It has effected me terribly and I don't know how I found it, but I conjured up the strength to keep moving forward. I have to take a deep breath before I tell you what exactly happened.
Someone put a bomb in my closet and it blew up this afternoon. The total damage is tremendous and lives of a whole household have been effected. There are clothes everywhere around the closet and many hangers have been stripped bare. Only a few strong ones have remained with clothes still hanging on by the last thread. Who would commit such a crime against an innocent victim? It brings such great devastation to see such a random act that produces such chaos and scattered debris that looks like such a daunting task. There is a hero in this story though. I have bravely volunteered to clean up this terrible explosion. I have mustered up the will to trudge through the wreckage and battered clothes and repair what there is left. Provide company to those lost hangers and rebuild up the structure of my closet. It is a bold task but I am up for the challenge. It always feels good doing service. ;)
As my sister Annelisa would say, "Cleanliness is Godliness!"
Wish my luck on my endeavors. This catastrophe will not be a mess for long! My room will look normal again!
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Couldn't make up your mind on what to wear, huh? If only I had that many options. When are you coming down so that we can go shopping together?-B
hopefully soon! i would love to take a roadie like nana and grandad did and just visit provo then cali, then back up. just need the funds...
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