Why I Can’t Let You Help with the Laundry

A friend offered to fold my laundry and my brain went into alert mode. I quickly said there was none (there really wasn’t) and I tried to get the vision of someone else touching my laundry out of my mind. So many things could go wrong – piles mixed up, clothes put away in the wrong drawers, people touching my underwear?! Am I a bit extreme? Perhaps. With laundry I have rules.