Now that I have the luxury of time, I tackled my second task as Chief Mom Officer this morning. The folding of fitted sheets. Didn’t worry about it so much during the 12 years our beloved Esperanza was with us, since she did our laundry. But last fall, I realized that I sucked at folding fitted sheets. So badly, in fact, that after my French husband made several half-assed attempts to show me how it was done, he gave up. Remember, his wife is someone who also royally sucks at ironing.