"Really?" he smiled. "Because..."
"A place for everything and everything in its place," I interrupted.
"...because I noticed that you just put your hat on the upstairs landing." He grinned.
"That's because my hat belongs on the landing -- that's where I want it to be, on the landing," I said defensively. "I'm surprised you didn't know that. And the bag of newspapers behind the hat? It belongs there, too."
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| The books belong on the stairs. Really. |
Wouldn't it be nice if I actually lived the life that I already think I'm living?
2 comments:
I Agree, I like the bedroom closet doors left open sometimes. It makes me feel like im in charge
You function best in an ultra-clean environment, remind him of that.
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