I watched it for every single second, despite this I was unable to find my shorts post-wash. Now I get to imagine whatever happened to it. My bet was gnomes.
Critical geographical feature of my closet. It's where jeans live, it's where my wear-to-bed sweatshirt lives, it takes a little picking through but I think of it as tending my go-to garment garden.
it’s very much just me time
get to put on the show i’m watching and just go through the pile and fold all the clothes then run through the house putting them away
i just love it
