Has anyone ever told you how efficient the Swiss can be? Not an inch of this place goes unswept, uncared for, or untended.
And in case you don't believe me - in case you think it sounds too good to be true - here's a picture of how we recycle around here.
Some days it reminds me of the Jetsons.
Other days all this perfection drives me stark raving mad.
But over the years it does become downright comforting. I feel it whenever I get off the airplane and drive home through Disneyland; the order and predictability just seem to grow on you.
Nonetheless, I'm glad to be married to a bohemian, though Swiss through and through. Did I tell you our weeds were officially knee-high by the fourth of July this year?
It feels like we're breaking the law!