Sometimes, my insanity is so overwhelming that I realize I am thisclose to being locked in a padded room. M and I have had separate closets for awhile, and I made the mistake of buying hangers that didn't match. His are a cherry-ish wood, and mine are blond. Now that we're in the same closet, it's making me a little crazy. Add to that the fact that I need some more skirt/pant hangers, and, "whoa." You see, I'd just buy more to match his and move mine to the coat closet (as I have way fewer hangers than he), but his are from Linens N Things, which is pseudo-out-of-business. You can't get the stupid things anymore.
I know I need to get over it. I know that buying something like a hundred new hangers isn't a viable option, but I'll tell you, it's crossed my mind.
Like I said, stop the insanity. I think they make a pill for that.