Setting: Our bedroom, with two loads of freshly washed laundry dumped on the bed.
*Me, frantically searching the bed, throwing laundry about*
K: What?
Me: Where are they? They aren't here.
K: What?
Me: (now searching the closet and the hamper) My black pants. The ones I wear nearly every day. They were dirty. Where are they? Here they are, hanging up in the closet. Why did you hang them up in the closet?
K: Because they were in the floor. If you put your things away and didn't leave piles of laundry in the floor, then this wouldn't happen
Me: I leave them in the floor so I know they're dirty, or in case I want to wear them...again.
K: Well...
Me: *Sigh* Now my pants are dirty and all the laundry's done. Guess I'll go wash 'em. Why would you hang up my pants? Why?
K: Don't leave them in the floor! I just put them back where they belonged. If not in the dirty clothes, then in the closet. I thought you were done with them.
Me: Okay, the next time I find one of your library books laying around out of your book basket, I'm taking it back where it belongs when you're done with it...the library!
K: Give me the pants...I'll go do more laundry.
Guess that was too high a price.
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Next day, after reading this blog post:
K: Why'd you post that? It's silly. Not funny.
Me: I didn't ask for your editorial opinion. I asked if it said too much. Now I have to go post this, too.
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I can soooooooo hear you two talking. I was impressed that K. new how to hang something up! Kudos for that but he lost points for messin' with the system :)
Heh. Women.
i can totally understand . . . IN the basket = dirty / time to wash it; NEAR the basket = i'm going to wear this again.
how is that so hard to get?
Hey Bubbles, I'll get to commenting over your way soon. My parents are in town right now. It's a bit of family overload. But I can't complain, for most of the year, K cleans the whole place, pays the bills, and does the laundry. Mainly because school keeps me away from home until the late hours of the night several nights a week. But, I must say that 1.) It took 3 years and a lot of *discussions* to reach a happy division of labor. 2.) He still cleans like a man and the place is much cleaner and more orderly when I'm in charge of domestic affairs.
Old Dufflehead and I need to gang up on Jim, cause he just called The Pete a woman. Glad to know this isn't a gender lines thing...;)
Well, I gotta say, I side with Kevin on this (obviously, see the Pete's remarks above). I despise clothes being on the floor. The floor is DIRTY (dirtier than hanging up in a closet anyway). Clean/wearing again=hang it up, or at least throw it over a chair or bed. Dirty=in laundry basket. Clothes do not belong on the floor, dammit! :p
I wasn't commenting in the Pete's direction.
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