Clutter

Remember Pigpen from the Peanuts comic strip? I am Pigpen in the female form. I attract piles of paper, piles of laundry, piles of everything. I'm not sure when this happened to me.

The husband is pretty neat. He would prefer to live in a home where there is no dog hair -- well actually, no dog! He would prefer to live in a museum. Occasionally, we get into a tussle about the clutter around here. I'm very quick to point out that a lot of the mail and paperwork pertains to the oldies. (A defense mechanism that is only semi-effective.)

Every week, I make a vow to myself to get it taken care of and dealt with. Every week, the piles keep growing. Although it's not true, I plan to keep blaming it on the oldies.