blogtoberfest number two:

so i got home later last night, from an extra shift i picked up, walked downstairs, turned on the bedroom light and found this waiting for me.






and it creeped me out enough that my first thought was "where is my camera, people need to see this..." mister man had evidently gotten through his laundry (why we each do our own laundry is another story, nevermind) and had had some of my things in there, which he left all nicely on the tidied bed. but just one set of every type of clothing i own really did not do it for me...