Lost Top #FirstWorldProblems and Playlists

So in the past few days I have been in the process of packing up my entire apartment so I can move back into my dorm tomorrow night. Which is exciting. Except for the whole packing part. Packing isn't exactly my strong point. I usually take about 18 different outfits for a 6 day trip. So you can just guess what my suitcases look like when I decide to go places. But thats ok. You may laugh at me now. But when we get stranded and I get to pass the time playing dress up, you will be sorry. Anyways I was probably about halfway packed (all my dresses, skirts and 80% of my tops) had been packed. Which just left a few tops, shoes and jeans to be packed when I realized that I had LOST my FAVORITE top EVER. Of course, my heart stopped beating and I felt a sinking feeling in my stomach. Where was it? So I did the only logical (or at least in Rhi-logic) thing at that point. I began frantically unpacking and running around my apartment looking in every drawer, under everything and in everything. Yet, I could not find the top.  I ran around like a madwoman for a few minutes when an idea struck me!

Now, my boyfriend lives in the same apartment complex as me. He just lives downstairs and so a lot of times my clothes are left in his apartment from times I have taken extra clothes with me or gone shopping and then gone straight to his apartment before heading upstairs to mine. So this would be easy. Just call him up and ask him if he could see it in his apartment right? Wrong. He is currently out of state with his family. But I was determined to find this top. So I headed downstairs and started banging on the door until his roommate let me in to search. My search was in vain however as I did not find the top. I drudged upstairs discouraged. Then I walk into my apartment and lo and behold. There sits the top. On my coffee table. In plain sight. Mocking me. So I found my top. And there was much rejoicing.

On a sad note, someone had left a watermelon in my boyfriends apartment too long and it decayed and splattered everywhere last night. They spent quite a while cleaning it and I feel really bad that no one called me and had me clean it. Needless to say, the description was so gross I don't think I'll be eating watermelon anytime soon. The things that happen in my life, I swear!!

Unrelated note, what would my blog readers think about me adding a playlist to my blog? Can I even do that? If I did that, would you like the blog more or less?

Anyways, I'd better go finish packing....but I'll post again soon. Maybe I'll even wear my favorite top for the my next post!