Tidiness is my life
Tidy is my life. I didn’t plan it that way, it just happened.
I met this girl playing bridge, and somehow my entire life got tidified.
Here’s the pantry in our house. While I was working on the computer this afternoon planning a party, Gail got busy in the pantry. She’s already “organized” my desk and closet into submission, now it was time for the food.
Everything is neat. I think it’s all alphabetized, or sorted by color, or shape, or expiration date, or something. Mostly, I know I’ll never find anything again.
The world has tidy people, and those of us who work best with large unruly piles of stuff. But why is it that couples tend to have one of each? Yes, I drive Gail crazy. But she thinks it’s a one way street……….