I’m not what you would call a neat freak. Yeah, I like things generally in order and picked up. Though, at any given moment around here, you can find a load of laundry needing to be folded, or a sink full of dishes. So in the way of domestic bliss, I guess I’m not the anal type.
Not so much.
This is disturbing.
I can’t begin to tell you how this upsets my innards.
My son, I love him, but where in tarnation did he learn to do this anyway?
Not from me I tell ya.
Not from me.
Off to do some dishes. Ta ta!