I know, he's not a sheet or towel. He's my nephew Alex, world champion of cuteness! I'm showing you a picture of Alex to spare you the discomfort of looking at a pile of someone else's old sheets and towels. Wasn't that considerate of me?
I got some new sheets and towels as wedding gifts, so I have no excuse to cling to anything worn or frayed. Believe me, I tried. Yes, I even have sentimental attachments to towels. But it's time to be strong. I'm starting to get a picture in my mind of what it would be like to have a designated place to put everything, and it is a very agreeable picture, indeed. I'm going to make this happen, even if it hurts!
