I don't know if I've ever seen a closet messier than mine. It was a disaster. There were boxes in it, full of junk from our move. The move five years ago. Yes. It was bad. There were stuffed animals crammed in the corners; shoes that didn't fit anyone in particular jumbled on the floor; old sweaters stacked on the shelves. Sometimes it didn't even close.
Until yesterday.
For a very long time, we'd known we needed to clean the closet, but none of us wanted to do it. But at last, at Mom's urging, I decided it had to be done. Now. So, I recruited Lydia's help and together we completely – completely – cleaned out the closet. It looks so nice now! Finally...after five years. Hehe. It looks like we just moved in! And now we actually have a place to hang our clothes!
And from all this I learned something I didn't know before. Even fourteen-year-olds can hurt their backs.
