Well, Mr. Ashley lost his job today.
He didn't really lose it, he knows exactly where it is and is welcome to even continue doing it, he just lost the paycheck part. Which was really the only part he liked anyway.
And unfortunately, they just "can't" pay him his paycheck for this week. Sorry, they say from Disney World (no, I'm not kidding.)
So after an emergency family meeting, we decided that some sacrifices have to be made. Some unfortunate sacrifices that won't necessarily be easy.
We're going to have to sell little kid and rent out his room.
I am positive he will find a great family, because he is the definition of cuteness and is absolutely charming, we just won't elaborate on some of his hobbies (he did more fingerpainting in poop this morning...body painting would be a more accurate description.)
The other day while I was sending out My Love, he ran as fast as he could into an open drawer, knocking himself flat onto his back, and creating quite the attractive black/blue goose egg on the forehead. I'm gonna wait until that clears up before taking the adoption pictures.
This is all really sad, because I never wanted a roommate.
We have some other sucky cut backs planned, but nothing that should really affect the Closet like the loss of a character (although I guess we'll get a new one with the addition of a room mate).
Don't worry. Everything will be fine.