Keeping My Hands on the Wheel

I am a rule follower. My phone is shut off even before the movie previews begin. All my text messages are properly punctuated. Leroy’s used cat litter is double-bagged, as per the city’s request. I sometimes worry about accidentally washing a sweater in warm water with my other clothes when the label very clearly states…

Call Me Miss Muffet

Leroy has his own room, in a way, in the dollhouse. The back bedroom will eventually be my working office if I get my act together (or rent a bulldozer to clear the rubble) but for now, Leroy’s bed is in the corner, and his business box is hidden in the teeny closet that really…