Denise woke up with start, looked at her watch and cursed silently to herself. With all that had been going on she had forgot to set her alarm and had overslept.
Looking around she saw her husband just perched on the edge of the bed staring into space. "Eurgh, he's never any help in the morning. I swear he's worse than a teenager!" she muttered to herself.
As she was getting up he saw a note next to the bedside lamp, thinking she'd left herself a reminder she picked it up and read it.
"One is yours. One is not. Chose wisely."
"What does that mean?" she thought, then without any concious desire of her own her head turned to look at her closets.
Where her closet would normally be there were two identical looking closets. "Gah! I haven't got time for this" she muttered "I'm already running late!"
She strode over to them and flung the doors open. After a cursory glance she said "This will do, it's so much simpler than the other one"
