Colorado. Runner. Yogi. Fucking hilarious, like, 17% of the time.

exerting control like a motherfucker

I used SketchUp (awesome that it's free but it makes me feel like a very old person because it does what I want it to do about one time out of every three and damned if I know what the difference between the working times and the non working times is) to create a perfectly measured model of my new house. Then I measured my furniture and tested it out at various locations. My wardrobe is fine, but I chose to spend the next five weeks (the length of time before I move to wherever the hell I'm going to move to) testing the whole 'capsule wardrobe' concept. I'm limiting myself to 27 items of clothing and ten pairs of shoes and packing the rest.

What I'm trying to say is WHOA NELLY. I am feeling a little out of whack.

External organizing leads to internal cohesion, right?

I'm pretty sure that's a thing.

watch what happens

oh yes you're so fucking sweet