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Hue beaut! Confessions of a colour-matching clothes-pegger
Is it just me who obsesses about colour-coordinating the red, white and blue plastic clothes pegs with the clothing items when I hang them out to dry? I typically use red pegs for warm-coloured clothes, blue for cool colours and white ones for whites and blacks.
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A: What a thrill to hear from a fellow eccentric with mild obsessive-compulsive disorder who’s probably a pain in the neck to live with and whose partner/housemate/friend may have said, “Why are you sending that question in? It’s embarrassing! Make sure you withhold your name – and address!”
Personally, I can relate to your Colour-Coordinating Clothes-Pegging because I, myself, am a Colour-Coded Undies Arranger. I store my undies in coloured stacks: blacks with blacks, reds with reds, and blues with greens even though blue and green should never be seen, but I’ve run out of drawer space. Not ideal, I know. It keeps me up at night.
There are probably millions of us out there: obsessive order-seekers with too much time on our hands. Those who arrange their magnetic knife rack in order of knife bluntness. Those who pre-plan their supermarket route so the Sakata crackers don’t get crushed under a block of Colby cheese. Those who spend weekends organising their Tupperware so that all the containers and lids fit neatly together (damn those round containers, damn them!).
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And even though you may be the only Colour-Coordinating Clothes Pegger on the planet, I bet you’ve now inspired a fair few to give it a try. I’d try it myself if I had coloured plastic pegs, but I’ve only got wooden ones.
I keep them clean, bring them in when it rains, fix the broken ones and regularly rotate them so that every peg gets to experience the joy of holding a piece of laundry.
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