Hi, my name is JB and I am an obsessive compulsive...of sorts. Or perhaps I am just a neat-freak. Or maybe just a little odd. On arriving in the kitchen this morning I was faced with a sight that made me growl. Actually growl, out loud. The washing up sponge had once again been left perched midway between the two sinks instead of the obvious 'this is where I should sit, I am the perfect size/shape/everything-gap' above the left sink. I turn around to find Mr B grinning. "You know I hate that." "I know. But it's funny." It ...
Who is actually a Mum of two, and didn't think her blog name through.