Sunday, June 24, 2007

Laundry Laments

Sometimes my husband does laundry. Sometimes that's a good thing. Sometimes, not so good. (I know, you're thinking that's so sweet of him...and yes, it is) However, there are a few issues that need to be brought to light. First of all, he is under the misconception that EVERYTHING we own is color fast. That's his favorite laundry term. "Don't worry, Honey", he tells me. "It's colorfast. Washing it with your white jeans won't hurt anything." He also believes that dryer sheets are of the devil. At least that's what I think he believes due to the fact that no matter how much I beg, he will not put one in the dryer. "We don't need dryer sheets." He informs me, "They don't even do anything and they make the clothes stink." (By "stink" he means, "smell clean and fresh") Meanwhile, I'm at work pulling wayward socks out of my shirt sleeves...very embarrassing, especially if I discover the sock during an important meeting.

On the other hand, sometimes I have no one to blame but myself for the laundry problems in our house. Darn...I hate it when that happens. Like earlier this week, for example. We returned from a weekend out of town and I had several loads to wash. I decided to maximize my efforts and do one load that had all, or at least most, of my husbands shirts that he wears for work. My reason for doing this was completely selfish...if all the shirts are in one load, then if I can get that load out of the dryer in a timely fashion, I save myself from having to iron. Thus went my reasoning. I will mention, however, that all the shirts are in the same color range, so I wasn't violating my earlier statements on whether or not things are colorfast. So, I checked pockets, as is my habit, threw everything in and went on my merry way.

Note to self: in this new era of cargo shorts and pants, make sure you check every pocket.

My son had put a tube of cherry chapstick in the cargo pocket (I think) of his camo, cargo shorts. I didn't know it was there. I missed that pocket. But I sure knew it was there when I pulled the clothes from the dryer. In one fell swoop, I ruined almost every shirt in my husbands wardrobe, not to mention my favorite capri pants and the camo cargo shorts. I tried to blame my son...hard to do since he's five. I tried to blame my husband...couldn't really find a way to pin it on him, so I'm left holding the bag or should I say holding the laundry basket of red spotted clothes. Maybe it's not so bad to let him do the laundry after all...at least I have someone to blame when things that aren't supposed to be, turn out red.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

I have to tell you that this really encouraged me. I've been married a little over a year, and last night I washed my husband's cargo shorts, and I thought I checked all the pockets but apparantly I didn't check the one that contained his commission check. Ahhhh, I feel terrible!

CariJ said...

Oooh, bummer! I hate it when it becomes that "costly" to do laundry! Hope he was able to get the check replaced. Thanks for commenting!

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