Until I was so rudely interrupted last week, along with my congratulatory accolades to the previous week’s submitters, I had intended to report on how my Lenten closet purge went… you know the one, remove one thing each day and donate the pile at the end of 40 days.
It was remarkably easy, even though I had already expunged a lot my clothes when switching from fall/winter to spring/summer clothes.
Seriously though, I live in Florida where there is truly no good reason for keeping so many pull-over sweaters and cardigans. I rediscovered a lovely wool overcoat that I had forgotten I had since I haven’t worn it in at least two years!
First world problem… amirite?
I have all this room in my closet now. I’m torn as to whether to fill it back up with clothes or skeletons.
“Now there is nothing in this world I abominate worse, than to be interrupted in a story…” Laurence Sterne
This week’s word is:
Interrupted
What to do:
Using “interrupted” for inspiration, write 100 Words – 100 exactly – no more, no less. You can either use the word – or any form of the word – as one of your 100, or it can be implied. Include a link in your post back here, and add your story to the Mister Linky list. If you don’t have a blog, you can leave your submission in the comment section, or as a Facebook status post. Remember to keep spreading the love with supportive comments for your fellow Wordsters.
Thin spiral notebook 
I do a closet purge & donate every year too (or at least I try). There’s something so satisfying that comes from making all that room, and I totally understand the urge to fill it back up lol
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I still have an inordinate amount of clothing for someone who seldom leaves the house for anything other than grocery shopping and bill paying, and wears little more than pjs all the time.
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