I think this will be one of my most favorite posts. So I'm sitting in my living room on the floor doing bills while Boomer is watching and chewing on a bone. We are just minding our own and enjoying my day off when all of a sudden we hear a huge crash. Boomer goes crazy and starts barking menacingly, which is really funny to witness because he is such an easy going and playful dog. My first thought was maybe the fan just knocked over and so Boomer and I went upstairs to check it out. I made it to the top of the stairs and just about died. This is what I saw...
Shane's side of the closet.
The hole that remains in the wall.
My side of the closet and the culprit.
The hanger that gave way.
Another picture of my side of the closet.
Well sadly, this isn't the first closet I've broken. When Shane and I lived in Nampa, and had a much bigger closet I might add, I broke the closet shortly after moving in. It was then a requirement to downsize my clothing. Clothing is my weakness, especially after working in retail for so long. I love clothes and I have tons. Well Shane and I are just nine days shy of living in our apartment now for a year. I bring this up because for the last year Shane and I have been consistently reminding each other that the closet would break any day. It never did, even though some of those days it was bowing quite a bit. Well today it happened, and tonight we are off to Lowe's to look for reinforcements. Please feel free to take a moment and laugh at my expense.
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That is absolutely funny. I am happy to report that you did make me laugh, but I am sure you are laughing with me. I can honestly say that I have never done that.
Mindi :)
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