Before I say what I'm going to say, let me remind you I have OCD.
I have somehow managed to misplace two pillowcases that go with my favorite set of sheets. I have torn apart my room looking for these damn things. My daughter came downstairs to help me. I can't find them. I don't ever take them out of my room. I'm totally mystified, aggravated, and pissed off. Where the hell are my pillowcases? What did I do with them?
How can I lose pillowcases?
Under the fitted sheet on the bed?
Oh boy, don’t be asking Oma T about her fitted sheets.
Or folding of aforementioned thereto. 😆
I can fold a fitted sheet without breaking a sweat. One grandmother was all flats and hated slipcovers (what she called fitted). The other loved them. They both insisted on a tidy linen closet.
That said, I have personally made the pillowcases up in the bed (mostly while trying to work around cats), so figured it was worth a check. 🛏️
Well then I’ll pester you (for the arcane knowledge) instead of Oma T. But the wheels might’ve already been set in motion…😎
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Okay, so folding once then rolling into a tube-shaped atrocity it is. 👍👍
It wouldn't pass muster here, but it's not like either the sheet nor the made bed suffer any aesthetic or functional loss from such mistreatment.
Your linen closet, however, will be an unspeakable horror. 😱
A place for everything, and everything in its place. Especially in the linen closet.
Still giggling at “aesthetic or functional loss” btw. 🤓
My own damn daughter is just as bad as you, and I taught her how to fold fitted sheets. 🤓
Kinda like inheriting Granny's old cast iron skillet? 🤣🤣
@InUnfunky @Oma_Trisha
Know those documentaries about obscure cultural traditions being kept alive by a small group of knowledge keepers passing it to a carefully curated new cohort? (cue soaring music, women in whimsical clothing)
Per Cosmic Jr, it's like that. 😂