my knicker drawer!
After years of just flinging them in,
suddenly without warning it crept up and bit me on the bum!
From out of nowhere I now carefully fold the the newly washed ones and put them on the bottom! (Of the pile, silly!)
Why has this tidy gene shown itself after all these years?
On opening the airing cupboard the towels and tea towels are in neatly folded piles. The viper's nest of yore is a dim and distant memory. Where will it end? Please, please don't let the only plus of reaching such a great age be...
I become a domestic goddess... the slut in me would never rest
I become a domestic goddess... the slut in me would never rest
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