Laundry Revelation

For many weeks, I've been considerably far behind in my laundry duties. One load needing washed, one needing folded (haha), clothes scattered about the room, and then general clothes still in drawers. Well, today I decided enough was enough; I need to clean this mess.

Before, somehow, I was under the delusion that I might have forgotten some clothes at home. I don't see how that could be possible. Why the hell do I have this many pairs of pants? Having more than 7 is stupid at college, but I've over 12 pairs that I've found so far. And I have shorts, long pants, under armor, dresses, T-shirts, camis, collared shirts, blouses, hoodies, rain coats, a trench coat, running outfits, winter coats, wind breakers....wtf?! I for one don't remember doing this to myself. 

But now that the gang's all here, I realized a problem: it doesn't all fit. It was better off draped across my bed or stacked on the floor, waiting in the laundry hamper, or just plain disappeared than it is now. Because I've maxed out my closet space and still have a load to fold and a load to wash.