Growing up my mom had a drawer she called “the pharmacy”. It was like a more buffed out first aid kit where we kept odds and ends for most forms of sickness and injury. I don’t know if this is a universal standard for all households, but it should be. Even from a practical standpoint, if you have a killer migraine, muscle pain, nausea, or even just a headache – the last thing you’ll want to do is stagger into a drug store.

Maybe you’ve never been taught how to use homemaking alchemy to transmogrify dirty clothes and linens into clean ones. Maybe you brute-forced every interaction with a washer and dryer, resulting in something that seems passable – but you’re pretty sure it’s wrong.