When we first moved into our house, we were fascinated by the tiny little closet that had been built under our staircase. It looked like a normal closet door, but when you opened it, the room was long, narrow and sloped down towards the back. This special closet was also the only room in our new home that had no windows.
Naturally, we chose to keep this little room empty and climb in there a couple times a week armed with a flashlight and a few good ghost stories. We loved scaring ourselves silly in the room that quickly became known as the Monster Closet. (Isn’t it a wonder that our kids seem to be turning out fairly normal?)
Over time, the lure of the Monster Closet started wearing off. We gradually started to use this closet to actually store things. The new monsters of our closet are now suitcases, old comforters and swimming towels. Oh, and all of our Halloween stuff, ’cause they are monster-like.
Knowing that we are leaving for our trip first thing tomorrow morning, I decided it was time to venture into the depths of the Monster Closet. I knew that it wouldn’t be too scary as I had seen the black suitcase right by the door.
As I started hauling that suitcase out of the closet, it started stretching. Seriously, if my girls were home I would make them both curl up inside of it so you could see how big it really is. (I tried to put all five cats in there but as soon as I turned my back a couple of them would jump out…so you get nothin’) Notice how I’m not saying a word about the reasoning for someone who would buy huge suitcase like that?
I had no choice but to climb back in the closet to search for another suitcase. I probably shouldn’t tell you this, but there is a mountain of old comforters and towels (I guess it’s time to make a trip over to the Humane Society…they can always use them) I started my climb and ended up sprawled on my tummy at the top of the mountain in order to reach the older suitcases at the very back of the closet. (I think I may have taken a little nap while I was perched up there…it’s pretty comfy!)
My goodness, do we have some ugly luggage! I found an old hard-sided green suitcase that I’m pretty sure belonged to my grandparents at one time (It’s kinda cool in a retro sort of way), a hideous tapestry thing that used to be my mothers, a quartet of multicolored rolling…things, and the dusty old normal-sized suitcases that I was looking for.
I had been flinging all of these various bags behind me down the mountain as I came across them. When I turned around to make my descent I realized that I had blocked myself into the room as the door opened in.
I’m not too proud to admit that I had a small moment of panic. What if I were actually trapped in there forever? It’s entirely possible that nobody would ever find me. I would become one of those people that simply vanished. Nobody would ever know what had happened to me until next Halloween…
Fortunately, I managed to safely escape the Monster Closet without too much difficulty. Now, I’m staring at this monster of a suitcase, wondering if I would be better off using a plastic trash bag instead….