This is probably one of the most recurring topics in this blog (probably only 2nd to TVs/Electronics).
- It one of the chores that I despise the most.
- It’s one of the most time consuming activities each week.
- It’s one of the chores that hubby really won’t take on himself… unless he’s already worn the same pair of jeans, the last 4 days in a row, AND he’s accidentally spilled something on them.
It therefore happens to be one of the chores that has fallen squarely onto my lap, as one of my responsibilities. And, just for the record …. I HATE it.
- You may have read before that hubby doesn’t even realize that towels need to be laundered.
- You may remember that I’m not allowed to do laundry on Sundays.
- Perhaps you recall the fact that hubby steps over laundry at the bottom of the basement stairs.
- Or maybe you know that I can easily make a few extra dollars by going through the laundry basket.
But one thing that I haven’t really blogged about is what happens to the laundry AFTER it’s washed.
I may have been suckered into taking on dirty clothes duty – and this task does have a few steps involved like pre-sorting, heat-drying, air-drying, and folding. But, I draw the line at putting all the clean items away. So, after I’ve done a number of loads of laundry and meticulously folded all the clean clothes, they make their way into well sorted piles on our bed. These piles are formed in a manner which should simplify the next steps of putting them into drawers, or moving them to the closet. The undies are all folded nicely, the t-shirts are sorted into like colors/materials. The jammies are in one pile and the work out attire in another. Jeans are neatly folded, socks are all paired together….. I swear folks, I couldn’t make this process easier.
Now, if I were to stop this story here…. and ask you to finish it, I wonder where you’d take it. I think, for those of you who have been reading for a while, you may be able to guess where I’m headed with this.
To help you out, I’ll give you a few multiple choice options:
After the clean laundry is placed on the bed………
a) Hubby neatly takes each pile and puts the clothing into the appropriate drawers and/or closet
b) Hubby thanks me profusely for doing this chore and offers to put ALL the laundry away (including mine)
c) Hubby sets up the ironing board to press certain items before hanging them neatly in the closet (did I go too far off the deep end with this one??)
d) None of the above
Well, as you may have guessed.. the answer would, of course, be:
d) None of the above.
The real answer would go something like this…..
Hubby takes the neatly placed and sorted piles of laundry off the bed, and moves them to the floor into a crooked, falling over, mis-matched mess. This way he can retire for the evening without having to spend any time putting these clean items away. And then, he lives off this floor pile of clean clothes for about a week or so… or at least until the next weekend when I do another load of laundry and make my neat, orderly piles on the bed again. And, since I’m fed up that he’s living out of a pile of clean laundry off the floor… I wind up picking up these items and ADDING them to the new piles on the bed.. and then, the vicious cycle continues!
Bed – Floor – Bed – Floor ……………..