Seriously. Don’t think about them.

Cupboards. “I don’t want anyone to see what I use to eat, so I’m going to hide everything. But not at ground level. No, everything has to be up above my head. What? You want some water? Well…ok, but only look in the middle one!”

Horse Trailers. “Hey, Bill. Yeah, I wanna show you these new studs I’ve got. No, no, no. You just stay where you are. I’m gonna put them in this big metal thing I can pull with my truck.”

Closets. “These clothes look hideous when they’re not on my body. In fact, they belong behind closed doors.” (No pun intended.)

Glove compartments. “I want a little space in my car, you know, for secret stuff. But I don’t want people to want to look in it, so I’m gonna call it a glove compartment. You see, the clever part is that I’ll actually keep my gloves on the backseat.”

Bread boxes. “Are you crazy? The bread can’t just sit on the counter in a sealed plastic bag! We need to put it somewhere. Like, maybe a little box with a tiny garage door. Yeah!”

Lighted display cases. “I feel my guests won’t really appreciate my dolls unless I put them behind glass and shine a little bit of light on their creepy, porcelain faces.”

Backyard sheds. “I don’t want these bikes and rakes anywhere near my house. Put them as far away from the house as possible. Oh, but can you make them their own little house?”

Pill boxes. “I don’t want to keep my pills in the convenient, little bottle they came in, I want them in a strip of seven containers. It’s quite great, actually. Each compartment has a day of the week. Well…yes, technically, I do still have to remember to take them everyday.”

–Heidi Thomasoni‘s cat is too fat to fit in a glove compartment.

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