Ok - so maybe it isn't such a secret, because I'm posting it for all the world-wide-web to see. But I do have a skeleton in my closet. Actually, it isn't much of a skeleton: its more of a mound of unwashed laundry. So deep in fact, that there are summer clothes at the bottom. And its clearly winter clothes weather.
Just in case you don't believe me, here's proof from inside my closet:
Yes, those are are all clothes waiting to be washed.
And lest you think I never do any laundry, here's proof that there is no less than 3 clean loads just waiting to be hung and/or folded:
Clearly, I have issues. It is not uncommon to have to get clean clothes from the dryer - in fact, it may be more the rule than the exception. Its just that I really hate laundry. And the further behind I get, the harder it gets to catch up. Maybe we should join a nudist colony.