'I'd get organised, but it would confuse my family' are the words this week. Marianne and Anne had been friends since they started school together when they were five years old. Things hadn't changed very much during the last twenty years. Marianne was still the neat tidy one and just loved being organised and wrote copious lists on jobs to do, shopping, work to do for her exams, books to read, and several others that she thought warranted a list. On the opposite end of the scale Anne was untidy and disorganised and somewhat lazy. Her parents had given up trying to get her to tidy her room and to get lots of practice in on their piano. As they were paying for her lessons they felt that they could keep reminding her to do some practice every day.
When Marianne arrived at their house, Anne was greeted by Annes parents who said to her that she would be lucky to get into Annes bedroom as it was such a mess. Marianne doubted if that was true, but when she walked through the door she saw that their description wasn't far off.
"For goodness sake Anne, how can you live in such a mess, honestly it must drive your mum mad trying to get in here to clean.
"Mum has no need to come in here, I clean it myself" replied Anne, somewhat put out at the criticism. "You know what I'm like, I don't think it's worse than the last time you saw it, is it? asked Marianne.
"The last time I came we sat in the lounge, so I don't know what it was like then" At least you don't have much floor to vacuum, it's covered in stuff, but dusting must be a bit difficult" said Anne
"Yes very funny, if I put it all away I wouldn't be able to find it" replied Marianne.
"Well said Anne laughing, you are probably right there"
"Anyway. I'd get organised , but it would confuse the family" said Marianne.
"Well , you probably right there as well" replied Anne.
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