My husband and laundry...
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| Tue, 03-09-2004 - 8:44am |
There's a cedar chest on my husband's side of the bedroom, where he puts clothes that he's worn for the few hours he's home after work - they can be worn again. He's an adult and is perfectly capable of putting clothes in the hamper if they need washing, and if they aren't in the hamper, they don't get washed - and he knows this! So normally whatever's on the chest I don't touch. Yesterday was laundry day. I looked over at the cedar chest and it had more of his clothes than usual on it. Admittedly, we've had nutty weather here lately ranging from humid and sunny in the 80s to dry and windy in the 50s all within the course of a week. I thought "Okay, this is silly" and counted the shirts as I dropped them in the hamper... 7 of them! I e-mailed him:
"I'm doing the laundry. I picked up 7 of your shirts from the cedar trunk! Ahem...."
He e-mailed me back:
There's a story behind each shirt --
The white T-Shirt was worn only to church; I usually recycle them on
Mondays. I remembered this *after* pulling out a new T-Shirt this am.
The Hootie shirt is my work-in-the-garage long-sleever, worn this weekend.
I figured I'd give it a few more days.
The grey T-Shirt is my sleep shirt.
The Power Tool T-Shirt wasn't worn that much, so left it out.
The other three, er, I can't recall ...... maybe they needed company.
His intentional sidestepping totally cracked me up! He knew he was caught. Isn't this typical male?

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Deb
Debbie
Funny thing is, he keeps saying he wants to start doing laundry but it never happens. Good heavens, he had better not touch my stuff!
Lori
Lori
Sometimes it's a mystery to me if the shirt that's hanging over the line we have in the basement is clean or not so, and if the towels by the exercise equipment are used or not. If it's already in the basement and not folded, I throw it in the laundry basket down there. And if it's upstairs and looks remotely rumpled, I throw it in the laundry basket up there.
Linda,
Your laundry story made me laugh.
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