Last night, as Matthew and I were wrapping up to leave our friends' house, they made the joke, "We're in competition with you to see how messy we can make our apartment." We exchanged more jokes about my piling habits. The second we walked mere footsteps from their door, Matthew said, "Honey, you know that was a joke right? You know you don't really have to compete with them for messiness?" I laughed; I understood. Matthew continued, "Because I'd hate to think how messy you'd be if you were actually trying."
It's true. I usually excel at the things I seriously undertake.
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