I know this looks like a mess, and it is, sort of. But it's an organized mess. You see, there is a problem in the closet. The rod that holds my clothes is about to come out of the wall. Jay is coming over tonight to help CB fix it once and for all. (CB, bless his heart, has tried to fix it with limited success.)
So all the clothes had to come off the rod and put on the bed. I decided to go through them and throw out the stuff that was stained or torn or both. Anything I haven't worn in a year is getting donated to Goodwill. (There's a new Goodwill store in Manhattan and I know they are dying for my stuff. I just know it!)
I worked up a sweat sorting all this crap but I got it done. Now, if I can just get CB to do the same thing, but I'm not holding my breath. And his clothes rod is not falling down, so there really is no sense of urgency.
Oh, and yes, the curtains are tied in knots. It just seemed like the thing to do.
