When she was alive I mocked (quietly to myself) my granny for some of her ways. Now, in the space of two days I've caught myself (1) tearing the flap off the cornflake packet to write a list on when there's a perfectly good notepad for this purpose and (2) folding up a butter paper and returning it to the fridge (I'll line a cake tin with it, probably sometime in 2022 when next I make a cake).
Does this happen to all of us, or is it just me?!