The other night I was putting a load of clothes into the washer. Paul walks in and asks, "What are you doing?". I said, "I'm doing laundry". He looks at me with kind of a blank look and asks, "Why? What didn't I wash?". Ha Ha, Very Funny.
I mean, the last time I did laundry was probably months ago, but why do I need to do it when every time I need clean jeans or underwear, there they are! I'm not sure if it's magic, or tiny elves, but somehow, my laundry is getting done and I don't have to lift a finger!
Actually, I'm sure Paul feels like he is my personal laundromat, so thanks to my awesome husband who understands my hatred for laundry and never makes me do it. You are the best!
2 comments:
Lucky girl! ;) I told my husband the other day laundry is my arch nemasis (probablly didn't spell that right)
I'm so glad I am not the only one who hates laundry. Yesterday was my laundry day and I am so glad it is over!
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