Sunday, 5 February 2012
Folding a fitted sheet...a little known marriage destroyer
I love my husband, but our housekeeping styles are not exactly in sync. This afternoon I brought up some laundry and together we started folding the sheets, which quickly disolved into a battle royale. I was accused of being too controlling for insisting that all the seams must be sitting flat. In my defense, our extra sheets and towels are all stored in an old cedar chest and space is at a premium. Everything needs to be folded perfectly if it is to fit.
The picture above is my husband's protest of my strict approach to folding a fitted sheet, which is detailed at Martha Stewart's link here.
PS: My husband just read this and says I sound neurotic.