Closets

My wonderful fiance recently cleaned out my closet. Strange you might say, but he went to go hang up my coat, something caught his eye, and I got the look of "REALLY??? You actually wear this??" For one reason or another I gave him permission to clean out all of my clothing seeing as I'm not going to be moving it all down to Houston with me in a few months when we venture down that direction. There were many times were I suppose he was hiding his face so that I couldn't see what his actual reaction was to the items that I had stored up in my closet. If I wasn't going to marry him, I might have actually been embarrassed. Good thing we are past the trying to impress each other part. I don't think we actually had that part since most of the time I kept trying to tell him that I hated boys. He pursued. You have to give him props for that.

So on top of me having a really clean closet now I've also quit a volunteer job that I was doing for a church, I put in my two weeks at my job that I've had for the past five years, and after this quarter I will be done with school. I can't wait. It's time to start over fresh.

New state. New job. New friends (not that I don't like the ones here. I'm not excited about not seeing them). New husband.....well only husband :) . New race wheels??? Hmmm...maybe in a couple of years I suppose. We have a little thing called a wedding to pay for instead of race wheels this year. It's worth it to me. Seeing my husband to be with a smile on his face in front of a small group of people is worth more to me than the silky black and red carbon of the Zipp 404 wheels sitting on my Cervelo.

It feels good to have a clean closet.