Six months ago, I took a few minutes to learn how to fold a fitted sheet. I was good at it for a week or so, but since then, my skills have been atrophying (see photo below for the gruesome proof.)
So now after I post this, I’m going to go back on YouTube and find those “How to fold a fitted sheet” videos once again.
I’m going back into sheet rehab, it seems.
PS: Aren’t we supposed to have Jetsons-style household robots by now? Can’t Apple get on this?
PPS: I just got back from trolling the related articles that popped up when I wrote this post. I watched a few extremely anal people fold sheets, got sidetracked by an article about Ben Folds, was puzzled (but kind of flattered) that an article entitled “Build a Hovercraft” was somehow recommended to me. That seems pretty irresponsible on someone’s part. What if I, a woman who can’t properly fold a sheet, were to build a hovercraft and then take someone on a surely disastrous Hindenberg of a flight? What if that person would have cured cancer had I not prematurely killed them with my amateur ill-designed hovercraft? As a humanitarian, I took the high road, and skipped over that article. You’re welcome.
PPS: This is actually how my brain works. Is it a surprise that I can’t get anything done? Is this adult ADD? That’s actually a serious question…