How to boil an egg. How to bleach clothing. That you have to scrub the plates on light switches.

I can cook any recipe you put in front of me and most likely, it will turn out at okay, but if you just wanted a simple boiled egg, I wouldn’t know how to start. In fact, I recently asked my mother in law to do me one.

I think there are a lot of things that you are expected to just know when moving from adolescence into adulthood. Things that it just not occur to people to tell you.

The proper care of wooden furniture. That the kitchen trashcan has to be scrubbed.

Adulthood is strange. Surreal and often uneventful. You start to get used to it and coast through domesticity. And then you realize that your close pins can dry rot of the clothesline.