Ask Elnora--about closet space??? Lenora Worth

Hello, beautiful bloggers! Can you see Elnora limbing in, wearing my bright red bathroom with the pretty black flowers all over it? Even Big Daddy was surprised I had it on, since my standard outfit is a big sweater and yoga pants. No time to suffer through dragging on yoga pants today. The long trek from the far bedroom upstairs to my comfy chair in the den usally leaves me pale with pain these days. However, I am here and accounted for and happy to report the nagging back is much better. Elnora had another visit with the doctor yesterday and we came to a new understanding. He and my husband both have finally figured out that I am in great pain and drama queen that I am, I convinced them both that you can't fake this kind of agony. But I'm not here today to talk about my back pain. That's because yesterday as I "rested" (after finally, finally finishing the work in progress which is due like NOW) I took a day and surrounded by books and my Nook, idled away dozing and reading and listening to one of the sweetest sounds know to woman--a man rebuilding a closet to make room for her stuff. Yes, Big D added more bars and racks and figured out a nice shoe space and painted and measured and every now and then, mumbled words that burned Elnora's delicate ears. But ... the path to a woman's heart is as Carrie Bradshaw said "A really big closet." Not that mine is as big as Carrie's but we can certainly work with it! Of course, I'm pretty sure, alas, I shall have to give up some of my treasured killer shoes since they might actually kill my back. But that's okay. I've discovered Tom's shoe and they are extremely comfortable and adorable in a casual, flower-child way. I used to be a flower child and now I'm just a wilted daisy. But I'm determined that when we finally make this big move to our "retirement condo"-- (Read--Big Daddy's retirement condo and Elnora's new workspace, because let's face it, writers never retires. We just keep rebooting)--I will be working here until they pry my bony fingers away from this laptop. So I must go through my overstuffed closet with a keen eye and set it up with everyday yoga pants and long sweaters, going to Wal-Mart yoga pants and better sweaters to going to a conference dresses and comfy outfits to ... what shall Elnora wear to the awards banquet bling??? What a challenge! But that does beg the question--How can we find more closet space?? And before you say Elnora is too much of a material girl, think about what I'm asking. How can we find more closet space in our faith journey and where do we store our spiritual armor? We all need that Upper Room but what if that room is cluttered and messy? What if that quiet space is too full of angst and fear to let in love and contentment? That is the question of the day. Now I'm humming "If I had a hammer..." Let's discuss.