shoe problem, revisited. again.

i have a pile problem.

when i walked upstairs last night, i let out a good out loud laugh at the sight of my bedroom.

first, i saw this little pile and thought "i really need to DI those."

and then i saw this pile and thought "i really need to put those shoes away. it's only tuesday and i've already worn seven pairs of shoes this week."

{this is the place where i kick off my shoes everyday when i get home from work... let them collect all week long, then faithfully put them back in their rightful home on sunday night.}

and then i turned and saw this pile and thought "that was the DI pile i was supposed to take care of last time i did a once over of my closet. those really need to go."

then i backed up, did a good once over scan of my piles and laughed again.

help.