i spent a good chunk of the day cleaning out my closet. it was an ill-advised idea, especially considering it was a million degrees in my bedroom. however, it's something i'd been putting off for months and set aside today to do, so i did it.
hidden amongst all the clothes i no longer wear was this fella. many years ago randall and i didn't live in the same town, and as a joke (we have a rule that if we're going to do valentine's day gifts they have to be jokey ones), he bought me a boyfriend arm pillow to keep me company. and while it looks dumb and is pretty dumb, it's actually a really cosy pillow. however now that randall's here everynight there's no room for the boyfriend. also, i'm a married lady these days and keeping a boyfriend is pretty uncool. so after one last cosy night together, me and the boyfriend are breaking up. i'm kicking him to the curb. literally. goodwill will be picking him up sooner than later.
