No eco-nonsense here. Toilets are bleached and bedding, towels and whites washed at 60 degrees (with accompanying slug of Vanish to keep them dazzling bright).
I never once restricted our DD's screen/phone time (both still got into grammar school and RG universities).
I've been a landlord and actually a rather nice one.
I still rather fancy DH and like some non diaried sex.
I drive an enormous Range Rover.
I wear bras more than once several times in fact before washing them.
I always pack for DH because otherwise he'd be dressed like a Space Clown on holiday.
I hated BFding DD1 so didn't even bother trying it with DD2. And they were both weaned on Hipp Organic jars.
I actively avoided taking our DDs to weddings, even if they were invited. They would have cramped my style.
I like all my neighbours, we even occasionally have drinks together.
I've seen The Sistine Chapel and it wasn't all that.
To be honest, I don't even know why the fuck I'm here?