For a few days over the past week, I've been helping with the proper care and feeding of the Amarillo Little Theatre's costume storage. The short term for this is "heaven."

That nickname has made for amusing conversations in my home, being that when I use the name as it pertains to storage, it's usually with a fair amount of dread. One reason is that it's either boiling or freezing up there, with little in-between, and the other reason is that it's just a daunting prospect. It's huge. Enormous. Gargantuan.

I don't think I've got an adjective for the sheer massive amount of STUFF that there is in heaven.

Which is why it's normally used like, "Ugh. I have to go to heaven." Which always elicits, "Mom? Shouldn't you want to go to heaven?" from my children. Ah, the progeny of theatre folks. I expect they'll spend some time in therapy before it's all said and done.

In any case, temperature aside, I don't think it'll be as bad to visit heaven this season. Seven or eight years ago, I was on the crew to move all of the costumes from an area one tenth of the space to its current locale. All this time later, it's become a bit messy.

A 'bit' is on the conservative side. Honestly, I wish I had a before photo.

It's like my closet got pregnant and had a thousand baby closets, and then THEY got pregnant... )
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