Mom’s Walk in Closet

It is back to the normal routine today. We have had our holiday vacation, and since we all do better with some sort of schedule, today could not have come any sooner.

Mom is already up. I can hear her organizing her closet. You know how a bird does better with something to occupy itself? Well, the smartest thing to have happened here, is mom having the only room with a walk in closet. She constantly reorganizes it, and fills it with all sorts of things that hold meaning to her.

She has managed to accumulate a candystore’s quantity of chocolate: Reeses PB cups and spearmint lifesavers. Boxes and bags of these two things, are neatly stacked in what I refer to as the grocery section. She also has a bedding section, a dog section(although that evil dog doesn’t deserve the hundreds of dollars worth of high-end dog stuff stored there), a household repair section, filled with screws/bolts, nails, tacky glue and a delicate woman’s hammer, which she likes to use on door jams and such. Of course, she has her trusty piece of 2X4, that she puts between the hammer and the jam, just to protect it from damage, of course. She also has an impressive office supply section in the closet. If you need tape of any sort, paper, staples or batteries, she is the go-to guy.

There are no clothes in the closet though. She says that hanging up clothes would block her access to everything.

Of course, I am putting a humorous spin on the closet idea. The truth is, I think it is her need for control of something, that makes her a pack rat. She is the neatest, most organized pack rat in the world, but nonetheless, she has a lot of stuff that no one else can touch and  she can rearrange according to her needs for the day.

I try to remember these issues as we start up another week of stress and anxiety together.