Almost close to a month now after the last 23rd, tonight my hands and feet got back to work.
I been wanting to re-arrange my wardrobe ever since all my stuff were returned, say 3 weeks ago.
Before, I so called had 2 homes.
My wardrobe were divided and clothes were here, there and everywhere!
I picked up the bags and bags of my returns on the floor tonight, poured them on the floor and started to group them together.

Long sleeves, formal wear for work one side.
Evening dresses, party dresses on the other side.
Lingeries in one basket.
Stockings, shawls, scarfs, socks in another basket.

Memories flooded my mind again.
He bought me dresses for work, for our date nights.
He bought me swimwear so we could go swimming together.
He bought me shorts cos I like wearing shorts.
He bought me long sleeves to keep me from feeling cold.
He bought me cotton intimates for comfort wearing.
A.N.D   S.O   M.U.C.H   M.O.R.E...

I grouped what he bought me together and kept them aside in an air tight bag.
Intimates, swim wear, socks, tops and bottoms!

Like the beautiful memories we had, tonight I shall seal these beautiful memories, pretty items and the touched feeling I had from him, for all the things he bought me in the air tight bag. Keeping these feelings fresh and preserved for as long as it can last. ; )

The last 2 pieces of dresses he picked and bought me are still unwrapped in their original packaging with price tags intact kept in the carrier bag that came with the purchase.
I unwrapped one of the dresses and have it hanged together with my other dresses. ; )
Think I am not gonna wear these last 2 pieces of dresses because the memories with them stops at the shop where he spent time picking, asking me to try, to deciding which looks nice on me and finally making payment.

It so happens, the clothes I wore to Bali in June were all piled together.
I supposed I brought them home after having them washed at his home after our trip, that's why they are all piled together.
The dress I wore to airport, the sundress on my birthday at KU DE TA, to the dress I wore when he planned the surprise dinner back at the villa to the playsuit I wore to the Bali airport...

Memories, Memories!
How time flies in a wink of eye!
This year's birthday celebration is one of a lifetime, I don't think I will ever forget. = )
He gave me a good one, truly...
MC, Thanks for Loving Me...
They will stay with me for as long as I remember.

The 3rd pair of shoes he bought is kept snugly in the box, untouched.

I suppose as I begin to pack more things and set my stuff in place back at my own home now, more memories will come and more things from him will be MUSEUMED to keep them in pristine condition.