having weird nesting issues. I refer to them as "nesting" because I
honestly have no better word for it. How do you explain my ridiculous
epiphany that my closet smelled stuffy, and that all the clothes needed
to be washed? Yes, all the clothes. I've gone through a couple
nice piles of shirts, and a stack of pants already. I'm totally into
this chore, too, so there's no stopping me. Brian's closet is next,
because his is stuffier than mine, as well as more stuffed than mine.
Sydney's is fine; I've sniffed it thoroughly, and it smells all nice and
fresh. I've got my hands full with Brian's closet though, since he
refuses to thin out the herd, as it were. This is weird, I know, but
it's what's happening now.