{"id":136457,"date":"2023-09-02T20:11:36","date_gmt":"2023-09-03T00:11:36","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=136457"},"modified":"2023-09-12T11:06:01","modified_gmt":"2023-09-12T15:06:01","slug":"hour-12-closet-clutter","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2023\/09\/hour-12-closet-clutter\/","title":{"rendered":"Hour 12\u2013Closet Clutter"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>My kind and generous husband<\/p>\n<p>occupies just one wall of the closet<\/p>\n<p>well, kind of\u2014<\/p>\n<p>my clothes intrude even on the back of his closet rail;<\/p>\n<p>\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>then there\u2019s the safe for important documents\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>readily available<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: revert\">i swear,<\/span><\/p>\n<p>it was there<\/p>\n<p>crap,<\/p>\n<p>now i order a third Social Security card;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: revert\">hey! here\u2019s the 1960\u2019s<\/span><\/p>\n<p>furnace manual from our last house;<\/p>\n<p>\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>i had the idea of creating a morning meditation space<\/p>\n<p>but that idea was abandoned<\/p>\n<p>when i couldn\u2019t get up from the floor<\/p>\n<p>\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>now when did that ability disappear?<\/p>\n<p><br \/>was it in my 47th year?;<\/p>\n<p>then evidence of well intentioned attempts at organization<\/p>\n<p>but it\u2019s so overwhelming<\/p>\n<p>i give up<\/p>\n<p>throw the unorganized junk<\/p>\n<p>back into the closet<\/p>\n<p>now even more disorganized than before;<\/p>\n<p>its gotten so cluttered I\u2019ve pushed<\/p>\n<p>my husband to the linen closet as his dressing room<\/p>\n<p>and what type of crap do i have that i<\/p>\n<p>think i absolutely needed?<\/p>\n<p>really i dream of being a<\/p>\n<p>minimalist<\/p>\n<p>but she must exist in another Universe<\/p>\n<p>my generous gracious<\/p>\n<p>husband<\/p>\n<p>now occupies the<\/p>\n<p>linen closet\u2014<\/p>\n<p>thank you for the space<\/p>\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-gallery has-nested-images columns-default is-cropped wp-block-gallery-1 is-layout-flex wp-block-gallery-is-layout-flex\">\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"240\" height=\"400\" data-id=\"145353\" src=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/14AA2D6B-35B7-485D-82DB-42134C643601.webp\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-145353\" srcset=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/14AA2D6B-35B7-485D-82DB-42134C643601.webp 240w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/14AA2D6B-35B7-485D-82DB-42134C643601-180x300.webp 180w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 240px) 100vw, 240px\" \/><\/figure>\n<\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p>Photo credit: @faithlee @upsplash. Faith Lee, Upsplash<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>poem \u00a9\ufe0f AJ Bostelman, September 2023<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>My kind and generous husband occupies just one wall of the closet well, kind of\u2014 my clothes intrude even on the back of his closet rail; \u00a0 then there\u2019s the safe for important documents\u00a0 readily available i swear, it was there crap, now i order&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4308,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11,7,441],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-136457","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem","category-marathon-poem","category-poetry-prompt-responses"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/136457","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4308"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=136457"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/136457\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":145369,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/136457\/revisions\/145369"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=136457"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=136457"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=136457"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}