Chapter: My Coat Closet is Trying to Kill Me

And Other First-World Problems

Some form of this post will eventually be included in Living with People I Want to Punch in the Throat. It is unedited and in rough draft form.

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Can we talk about coat closets? I know this is the most first-world problem that ever problemed, but I’m going in.

So, my first apartment was an adorable one-bedroom place with a coat closet. It was perfect. I had probably 4 coats, 2 hats, 1 scarf, and a pair of gloves. I was a single woman who didn't even like to wear a coat. In those days I was still immune to the cold and ran from my car to buildings because coats were dumb. My mom insisted I always keep one in the backseat of my car “for emergencies” but that’s the closest my coats came to my body in those days.

Then I got married