Guys, time for observation #32 from Loretta’s distant memories of having a love life.
Have you ever noticed how when you get a new woman in your life she:
a) turns up without a sweater and has to borrow one of yours, which then mysteriously goes home with her. Of course, it comes back washed and ironed, but she takes something else home the next time.
b) brings enough of her own clothes that some of them migrate to your cupboards, drawers, or cardboard box where you keep yours? Pretty soon she’s rummaging in your underwear draw and giving you a hard time because you haven’t washed the last set yet.
Even when there’s no intent to move in they still manage to stake their claims in this way. Or am I the only one who’s experienced this?