Shoes: The first step is admitting you have a Problem…

So, I decided to clean my closet out today. Mostly because the book was bouncing in my head, but thudding on paper. I forgot to take Before Pics, because I didn’t plan to blog this, only to tidy up. However, what I discovered is that I have more of a problem than I thought.

And I pretty much KNEW I had a problem.

Here’s my closet after tidying up, but before putting everyone back in:

For those of you who can’t see the picture well, there’s eight stacks of shoes in addition to the door full of flip-flops.  (Incidentally, this is a great way to organize flip-flops!)

The bad news? There’s another closet full of ‘em.  I call it my winter closet.  OH, and yeah, there’s three stacks of shoes showing and another two stacks behind those SIX boot boxes:

The other bad news? I’m pretty sure there’s two more pairs of flip-flops and a pair of black flats in the backseat of my car.  And  possibly a pair of shoes in my gym bag.  Oh, and I forgot to look under my desk and beside the couch.  Wait here, I’ll be right back. 

Crap, there’s another pair under my desk, one by the couch and a pair on the steps.  But, they’re all flip-flops.  Flip-flops doen’t really count as SHOES, do they?

The other shoe dropping? Here’s the bag of shoes I’m giving away:

There’s nine pairs of shoes in that bag.   There were ten, but when I went to count them for this, I  rescued a pair.

This problem was a lot easier to ignore before I took them all out and shone a light on them. Literally.

Oh, and some of you may ask how many ARE THERE????   What do I look like, nuts? The last thing I’m going to do is COUNT THEM!

Some things I’m just happier not knowing.

How does this pertain to writing.  Well, while doing this I wrote this blog (writing), and I thought of a couple of really cute lines for my hero to say (future writing), and I worked out a beat in my head of the scene that won’t write (Writing/banging head against hard surface.  Or something).

One thing I noticed is that there were actually a few pairs I’d forgotten about.  Which means I need to combine two of my favorite things: Shoes and my label maker!

Ahhhh, my little organized heart goes pittar-pat