My house is literally a matchbox. Rectangular matchbox. It takes 17 normal walking steps from the main door to the other end where the toilet is. And this place houses 6 human beings. 1 is really anal while the rest, bo chap. By default, bo chap should win right? OH NO, not in this house, no it doesn’t happen. Na-uh!
Speaking of anal, I rope in the husband into helping me how to solve footwear issues where everyone chuck them under and behind the sofa. Taaaaa daaaa daaaa! Problem solved!
FYI, we had to throw away many footwear, thus leaving us with only ones we wear. A few weeks later, my daughter bought a Superga and Rubi sandal. Hello! Kakak, you no minimalism? 😬