So one of the most interesting things about my house is that it has a secret room. Isn't that weird? I mean, you expect that older houses have hidden rooms or closets. But our house is new. When I was a little girl I always wanted to live in an old house that had a bookcase that concealed a hidden tunnel. (I know, too many Nancy Drew mysteries!)
Believe it or not, the secret room in our house is hidden so well that no one else has found it. I am the only one who knows of its existence.
If you look very closely, you can barely see the outline of the hidden door.
It conceals a dungeon of horrors and the sisyphean task of laundry for a family of five.
And I am headed back in.