Getting Organized

As I sat there writing, with Ben in the shower, Trudy was kneeling in the corner of the motel room in front of her suitcase. She was very quiet, but she seemed to be very busy.

She took things out of her yellow duffel bag and laid them onto the floor before her. Actually, I confess that I didn't actually see her do that (I was writing, after all), but I can picture the piles of her travel clothes neatly folded, stacked and categorized.

Then she put all her stuff back into her yellow bag, and I heard her sigh contentedly. This is when I began to notice the goings on, when she sighed contentedly and loudly.

I looked up.

Oh! she exclaimed, clapping her hands together. Oh, I just love getting organized!

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