Seventeen!

So I'm pretty sure I've discovered one of Ryan's favorite things.  There are seventeen t-shirts here.  Seventeen!  Does that seem like an excessive number to anyone else?  It's not like there's a whole rainbow of colors going on.  That would at least help me understand a little bit of why he can't part with any of these. 

Like a good wife, I patiently waited for him to get home from work last night so I could help him help me thin this collection out a bit.  This is the product of the thinned out collection!  I should have taken a before picture.  Ah!  There must have been over thirty t-shirts.  I tried to limit him to seven.  That is still a lot considering there are plenty of other kinds of shirts in his closet as well.  I guess the number seven is in seventeen somewhere. 

Such entertainment it was, though, to have a midnight hour fashion show of gray shirt after gray shirt. The poor guy was asking for my serious opinion about which ones looked better on him. I couldn't be serious. I was too busy laughing! They all look exactly the same to me!

Note to self.  Next time, ditch the thoughtful wife approach and help a few of these bad boys slowly and mysteriously disappear each week. 

Oh,  and while I've got organizing closets on my mind and being as we're talking about favorites, my very favorite way to organize my closet is by color.  It's very happy for me that way.  Happy, anyway, when there is more to work with than gray!