I can feel it in the air…

I did laundry last night, and all of the socks matched up with no effort. Hangers were there waiting for everything that needed to be hung up, and I didn’t have to hunt for the one missing hanger that migrated to a different closet.

Granted, I was doing laundry at oh-dark-30. But that means that it was officially Monday, and traditionally things do not go well on Monday.

There’s something wrong, I tell you…