Little Things

It may not look like much, but this is Progress.

We live in a house of white towels. All white, all similar looking. There are six of us. That's a lot of white towels. Now we all have our own colour (I accept no responsibility for those chosen by the children or husband. If I'd chosen the colours would *go* together) And there will be no confusion. When I am drying my face I will know for sure it's not on someone else's poo crumbs.

Now I just need to find somewhere to store them...