It might be hard to make out, but it's crumpled on the floor behind my closet door. I know. I should be ashamed. Technically, it was hanging on a hanger from the back of the door for about 3 or 4 months. But, something happened and it fell down and I just never picked it up. I remember looking at it in April and saying to myself; that's pathetic. It's been sitting there for 6 months. I have to pick it up. But I never did. I think I had the same thought in June, July, August and now here it is September.
Honestly, I'm kind of afraid to pick it up because I fear spiders may have built a nest in it. I really need to fix a busted seam under one of the arms too which I haven't felt like doing. That was damage done while jumping on a trampoline at the party I was at. My goal is to work on it this weekend, but we'll see how it goes.
I'm actually going to miss it once I pick it up. It's kind of like that cobweb in the corner of my room. It's so high up and I keep looking at it thinking that I need to get a broom, but I just never do. Other important things tend to come up. Like blogging.
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