{"id":136499,"date":"2023-09-02T20:56:08","date_gmt":"2023-09-03T00:56:08","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=136499"},"modified":"2023-09-02T20:59:03","modified_gmt":"2023-09-03T00:59:03","slug":"the-closet-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2023\/09\/the-closet-2\/","title":{"rendered":"The Closet"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I love my clothes<\/p>\n<p>but didn&#8217;t always treat them with respect<\/p>\n<p>as proof is seen in my closet<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>this is a long story&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>as a child I had to share a closet with my bratty little sister<\/p>\n<p>it was overcrowded\u00a0 and over messy<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>years forward, again I had to share a closet, this time my husband<\/p>\n<p>this gave us things to fight about<\/p>\n<p>you&#8217;re too far over on my side&#8230;I don&#8217;t have enough ROOM!<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>next we moved into a big house<\/p>\n<p>I didn&#8217;t have to share anymore<\/p>\n<p>we each had our own closet, but we found other things to fight about<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I had my clothes arranged in categories<\/p>\n<p>blouses, skirts, slacks , etc.<\/p>\n<p>one SNAFU&#8230;I had no place for my shoes<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>moving forward, I&#8217;m with husband number two<\/p>\n<p>in a walk-in closet that we both share<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m on the left, he&#8217;s on the right<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>he&#8217;s an engineer with an engineer&#8217;s mentality<\/p>\n<p>everything in his life is orderly<\/p>\n<p>including his side of the closet<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>so as not to be embarrassed with my side<\/p>\n<p>I bought all beautiful matching hangers<\/p>\n<p>now finally everything is neatly categorized including my shoes<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Life is so sweet!<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I love my clothes but didn&#8217;t always treat them with respect as proof is seen in my closet &nbsp; this is a long story&#8230; as a child I had to share a closet with my bratty little sister it was overcrowded\u00a0 and over messy &nbsp;&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5351,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-136499","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/136499","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\/5351"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=136499"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/136499\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":137187,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/136499\/revisions\/137187"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=136499"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=136499"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=136499"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}