This is the first thing I saw this morning:
I didn't get sucked into it by a lunatic clown.
I have not willingly/knowingly slept with my closet door open since 1982.
In 1982, My Dad, acting on a horribly misguided suggestion from a so-called friend, brought his young family to see a "fun" movie called "Poltergeist".
My life has never been the same.
Most notably, I have NEVER slept with my closet door open.
But I did last night.
...even though these were my last words to My Guy before I turned off my light:
"Oh shit...I forgot my closet door open. Can you close it please? Thanks"
And then I fell asleep.... blissfully unaware that he had in fact NOT CLOSED MY CLOSET DOOR EVEN THOUGH I ASKED HIM SWEETLY!!!
We will be discussing this when we speak at lunchtime.
It is the second near-death experience I have endured in the past week. (well, technically, it's the third, if you count The Apocalypse That Never Was)
Hopefully, I will make it to see the dawning of 2013.
p.s. In an effort to maintain my blog's Full Disclosure Policy...my closet is never that tidy. It just so happens that yesterday was the day that I switched my closet over from summer to winter and everything is still all neat and organized-like.
Yes, yesterday was December 26th....and I live in Canada.