My Name Is Sarah…

…and I’m a stuff-a-holic! I just cleaned up the clothes monster in my bedroom today – all clean clothes, just not put away – and discovered yet again that I have too many clothes for my storage space. I cleaned out my dresser a few months back and that’s still good, but my closet is still full of maternity clothes and clothes that are too small. And the armoire? Well, let’s just say I really shouldn’t knit myself any more sweaters until I get rid of a few. Especially since – except for a ratty old green cardigan, a less ratty black cardigan, and very occasionally Janda – I haven’t worn any of them in two years! I couldn’t wear them last year because I didn’t fit into most of them and I was too hot in them anyway. This year I’m still too hot in most of them, and really, who wants to hand-wash a wool sweater that’s had graham cracker hands smeared all over it?

I’m not going to even talk about the craft room. I think I’m going to nail the door shut and wallpaper over it. What fourth bedroom? This is only a three bedroom house, really!