You know, when it comes down to it, most of our problems really are First World Problems. I tackled one of my first world problems this week. It's one that I've been needing to tackle for some months (or more likely, years). Let me back up... Way back in the spring, I had a real nagging need to clean out my dang closet. It was overwhelming. I kind of thought I needed help, both physically and emotionally. The problem was, my friends who live close were all moving, and it was never the good time to say, "Hey could you come help me de-clutter my closet?". So instead, I packed up about 3 trash bags full of clothes and hauled them off to the Goodwill. Now cut to Monday morning... I walked into my closet, couldn't find a dang thing to wear, and felt the weight of the clutter weighing down on me. I had to go to court to take care of something first thing, then I had to go back to court for some 1:00 hearings that Jennifer was suppose to be doing but was un