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I pretty much own one set of sheets for each bed…and not strictly due to the astronomical cost of nice linens…truth is…I’m inept at folding sheets…well…honestly at folding almost anything…but…sheets in particular…
Okay…here’s how it goes…my top sheets…are somewhat orderly…although the edges rarely line up exactly…my bottom sheets…on the other hand…resemble beach balls…as I attempt to cram them into a shelf…
I’m not sure what happened to thwart my folding skills…perhaps I was frightened by sheets on the line as a child…or fell head first into the laundry hamper at an impressionable age…anything is possible…
I’m getting the image of my first grade domestic report card…with a failing grade in laundry…and the notation…clumsy folder…written in red ink in the margin…I can feel my mother’s pain and shame…I came from a family of neat folders after all…how could this have happened…
Probably the reason I’m no longer married…and didn’t get custody of the Egyptian linens…but I digress…
Now…don’t think I’m lazy…don’t think I haven’t tried…I honestly have…but…after all these years…I’ve finally accepted my limitations…I’m a lot of wonderful things…a folder just isn’t one of them…
So…if you ever come over to spend the night…there are a couple of pillows…a semi-folded top sheet…and a beach ball for the sleeper…in the coat closet…help yourself…and…if wrinkled sheets bother you…there’s an iron in the laundry room…just saying…
Jane