I actually caught myself tonight talking out loud! Usually the chatter is only on a continuous loop inside my head but now this! Yes, it’s time my husband came home I think.
The other night I watched in horror as my neighbour dumped a bucket of water (presumably it was water) out the second storey window. Ummm, didn’t we stop doing that after indoor plumbing was invented? She even scared Coco off the window ledge and I just wondered if perhaps I should suggest she yell out “four” before the launch. I mean what if someone (meaning me of course cuz who cares about anybody else) was walking past at that precise moment?
And another thing…I’m the sorta gal who washes bed sheets and rolls them into a dry ball and jams them into the nearest cupboard. I mean come on people, have you ever tried to fold those damned things single-handed? Some things in life require teamwork and although Coco is pretty smart when she wants to be she hasn’t quite cooperated with my folding lesson sessions. It’s all just a big cat toy after all isn’t it? Oh, are we playing hide and seek under the covers? Let me help you with that hospital corner…and so on.
But now I know I have been in Italy too long…drum roll please. I actually ironed the pillow cases! YUP! You heard me. Mama has finally rubbed off on me. But isn’t it nice to have a crisp pillow? I mean it’s sort of like when you stay at a fancy hotel right? The pillows are always so crisp they even feel different when you put your head on them.
Mama even irons my husband’s tighty whitey’s (aka fruit of the loom undies).
I have not reached that extent yet but then again he’s not here so there are no underwear to wash and iron so theoretically I’m off the hook. But if I start chain-smoking and grow a moustache “GET ME OUTTA HERE PRONTO”.