Boyfriend is addicted to online dating sites
Methodically making his way down the line, he then placed them back in his closet from brown to black.As I grew older, whenever I was home, if I set a pair of boots or shoes by the door at my parents' house, I could guarantee that the next time I saw them they'd be polished to a high shine, courtesy of my dad.Luckily we're the only two in our family that reach near-clinical levels of organization, otherwise it'd be a little too Stepford for comfort. Upon first inspection, one would think my apartment is just regulation orderly.Books all lined up neatly on shelves, picture frames just so, bed made, counter tops clean. Once we deviate from that, it's a slippery slope into -style organization in my apartment and flee for the hills, fearing I'd impose my clothing tyranny on him, too. When he eventually moved in, I even took that as an opportunity to purge and reposition everything I owned, and what should've taken a weekend wound up taking five weeks.
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