Monday, March 24, 2008

Laundry

Our nightly routine is whichever adult didn't cook helps with the dishes. We also have decaf. So, this evening, Hubby says "I'm going to let you make the coffee. I don't mind making mine, but I don't want to mess yours up." I said, "Oh, well, I'm just picky." He says "I know. How about this....I don't make your coffee and you don't fold my clothes." Um...Done!! You don't have to ask me twice! LOL
Hubby is a military man, and he folds his clothes in a very precise manner. I have no time for that nonsense. But my clothes are wrinkled and his aren't!

4 comments:

Tammy M. said...

Our husbands have both been gifted with the precise calling of folding laundry perfectly. Just like ya'll my clothes are wrinkly and Rob's aren't. But if we are going for speed which I normally am, I can fold 5 baskets of laundry in the time it takes Rob to fold 1. I am secretly thankful when I pull a shirt out of my drawer and it was Rob that folded it not me.

Jess said...

That CRACKS ME UP!!

codadiva said...

That's funny. My hubby wears T-shirts and jeans to work, so I admit, they are wrinkled, but he doesn't care.

One Scrappy Gal said...

I hear you on the military man thing. Not only does my husband fold his clothes very percisely... he irons the permanent creases perfectly. I'm not allowed near his uniform.. :)