It’s amazing how much stuff one closet can hold and this is probably only half of it. Before Ron and I left for the beach our closet fell again. If you’re counting, this was the third time. However, it seems to be getting less and less of a disaster each time it happens. Third time’s the charm so I’m hopeful that once it’s back up this time it’ll stay up. Plus I think Ron and our landlord (his dad) are getting real tired of putting it back up. Hopefully this will be the final install. And I’m seeing a yard sale in my future to thin out the herd of stuff that goes in it.