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The Dreaded Messy Closet
I see the closet door and I hear the theme song to Shark. Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo The one they used to play on Saturday Night Live in the eighties. You know the one. I opened it once to take a photo. Which I sent to my twin sister. We were bemoaning our messy spots. So we decided to have a little contest. I took photos of this closet, and six hoarder piles in one bedroom. Believe it or not, she sent me eight photos and hers were better. Or worse depending on which way you are going competition wise. Thanks Daddy, we both said. He loved keeping everything. Whereas Mom was a minimalist. She had a rule. Bring one new thing in, toss one old thing out. She had no messes anywhere in the house Except Daddy’s area. She could not control that. Maybe it’s Mom’s fault, I think to myself. She is the one that never let us have a mess. Maybe we are still rebelling. Anyway, I cannot face this closet yet. This is the third year in a row it has been un-faceable It would be nice to use a closet, just not this one. I turn and take another peek. Is it still there? Unfortunately yes. Who knows what lives inside.
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