When it comes to neatness and organization, one might say I'm obsessive, maybe even compulsive. However, when it comes to fitted sheets, while I always make a genuine effort to fold them nicely, I do have a breaking point when it comes to their inconveniently rounded edges. Trying to fold them just makes me mad and after too many attempts, I have no choice but to crumple them into a ball in a fit of rage. Then, to make matters worse, I have to shove them into the back of the closet so I don't have to look at their stupid, impossible, illogical existence.
I've sought advice from my mom, and I've scoured the internet for suggestions, but it's definitely not as easy as it seems. I'm admitting incompetence. So for now, they'll just sit there, with no straight lines, in a weird ugly lump, taunting me. Thank goodness for Sweatpants Sunday... you don't even realize.
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