The fitted sheet incident

Carmen showed up this afternoon with a basket of clean laundry, claiming she wanted to “finally master the art of fitted sheet folding” while we caught up. Twenty minutes later, I’m watching her wage war against what used to be a perfectly innocent piece of bedding.

The fitted sheet incident

She kept insisting there was a “system” and that she’d watched three different YouTube tutorials this week. The sheet had other plans. Every time she thought she had it figured out, another corner would spring free and the whole thing would unfold into chaos again.

Complete surrender to the fitted sheet chaos

Eventually she just sat down in the middle of the mess and started laughing so hard she couldn’t breathe. “I give up,” she announced, “I’m buying all flat sheets from now on.” Fair enough, Carmen. Fair enough.