Things talk to me

"Oh, I'm completely exhausted!" said the pink sweater, quietly leaning against the vintage dresser.

"Come on", said the dresser, "the broom is already tired and leaning on me on the other side!"

"All right, all right" the broom grumbled, "I'll get out of the picture..."

I am absolutely positive about the fact that all the things in the my home talk to me. And to each other. Constantly. Here is the first example. Oh, in fact I just decided to keep posting all sorts of dialogues, so be warned....