TH hates anything thats organised..
paper work- clutter clutter everywhere
coats- not in hanger
plates-dont even get to the kitchen sink
and the list goes on.
Just as we were walking tinto the gym,I turned to wave at TH to tell him I am off into the womens' changing room when I noticed he was wearing the most wrinkled, straight from the dryer pant with a contrasting t shirt and finally a leather jacket-you get the scene right?
I walked front, he walked behind,I pretended I did not know him at all!