sorting it out

for the first time in my life, after a reprimand from my mum, i am sorting my laundry. i used to throw all colours and textures happily together into the welcoming mouth of the washing machine. bad, bad housekeeping. (according to my mum, i was the only one on planet earth who abused her laundry like this.) i do feel quite accomplished now. (oh, and i also started ironing, albeit only very, very irregularly.)