You’re welcome, closet-monsters

Good morning, Internet. I don’t know why I’m up this early during my last week I can really sleep in -.-

I keep trying to decide which recipe I’ll put up next- probably one of my go-to’s. I have several of those that I don’t even really need a recipe for anymore that I use when I want X but don’t want to work too hard to get it.

I started cleaning yesterday! My closet is almost organized and I threw out a TON of old papers, most of them from my freshman year that I never bothered sorting through after I moved out of the dorms. I know, I’m a hoarder. It’s neat what you find when you finally clean out stuff, though. I found some old poems I wrote and concluded that I should never be allowed to write poetry again. I also found some oil pastels I need to use and like 50 pens.

What I didn’t find was my passport, which is why I cleaned out my closet in the first place. It’s at my parents’ house in my room, I’m positive, and I’ve told them this many many times but they don’t believe me and insist I keep looking. IF we find it in time and IF the dates work out, my mom and I are going to Japan this year! My uncle is in the navy and has been stationed there with my aunt and cousins for the past few years, so we’d get free boarding which is the only way we could ever swing this trip. I’m in no way looking forward to the plane ride over there, but I still hope everything works out so we can go. After this year they’re moving to Italy. I’m sorta jealous but maybe we’ll get to go there too! Living in a military family would drive me crazy, I think. Especially marrying into one. It’s been sort of hard on my mom’s family since my aunt has literally been on the other side of the planet for the past few years and crazy stuff has been happening over here. I do not envy military wives, but I have loads of respect for them.