I have a friend who says his family has Flat-surface-itis (kudos PRS). I don't think I can be diagnosed as such because there are places in my house that manage to stay free of crap. And then there are the numerous areas that didn't have a protection charm placed upon them. I prefer to put myself into the Has-a-problem-with-mail-bills-and-paper-in-general-itis:
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My friends and family are probably suffering from contact embarrassment right now. Probably not a good sign that I find it so amusing.
On a side note, though, if you are reading this and have not heard from me in several days, might need to send a bulldozer my way. Could be buried alive.
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