Stupid, I know.

Then this weekend, I finally got sick of looking at all those clothes piled on top of my couch that I just started to do it.  First, I folded the ones that were unfolded.  Then I segregated them into the stuff that I keep on wearing, to stuff that I still like, to the stuff that make my lip curl in disgust.  This was so therapeutic, by the way, purging the things that you don't want, that I just kept going until I ended up with much needed closet space.

Now, my closet is a joy to look into.  It literally makes me grin every time I open it to get clothes to wear.  My clothes are neatly hanged, and my shirts are neatly folded.  I'm so proud of myself.  (Huge grin!)

Oh, and it probably helped that Neil was on Skype the whole time I was doing this.  He provided the entertainment which turned a dreary task like this one, into a very amusing one.