Yikes. I just had to do a sweep and I got all of the doll clothes and put in one place and I discovered the loose clothes, not the ones properly organized and sorted in bags, but the loose clothes, filled a 60 gallon Rubbermaid tote. And I mean filled. There is some Barbie sized stuff thrown in there but that does not account for much. Ergo ipso Oreo, I am going to the store to buy smaller totes and will spend the rest of the day sorting, at least. Some of this stuff has to go, it just has to, there's no reason to have so many clothes for fucking dolls, that's just crazy. Maybe I can unload some of it at the "cookie exchange" that I am apparently only allowed to bring drinks to, since I said I would buy my cookies from a bakery and that was somehow considered "can't/won't make cookies" whereas cupcakes from a box are acceptable. Really now, I was only going to go for the cookies anyway, you mangy bumps.
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