- Laundry - Thursday, September 15, 2005

Yesterday I came home from one of our Sgt's birthday party when I happen to look down and see all of the laundry I had sorted was messed up. Messed up to the extent of whites being with darks, towels being with lights, etc... I was a little (ok, a lot) annoyed because I had to re-sort it then start washing. I went to the washer and the worst of the worst happened. There were wet towels in the washer that had to be rewashed because they had been there since morning, clothes in the dryer and clothes that (yes I did this) were sitting in the laundry basket waiting to be folded, which meant they were all wrinkled and would eventually need to be ironed.

So, I start my tedious process of folding, drying, folding, washing, folding then putting away. Now, this is a shortened up story of how the evening went, because I was none too amused about doing it, while Chris watched CSI. Now, don't get me wrong, Chris definitely does his share of "chores" around the house--I mean, the cooking alone is my dreaded task because I hate "creating" ideas for dinner. Yuck. So, with that I'm very thankful he cooks! But, I was just annoyed in general and it piled up. So...then as I go to get the boy's clothes around for school the next morning I notice that Tyler's shorts that he has clean are either "too nice" for school or fall off him. I bought a belt last week, but it's too small and I have yet to take it back, so that totally eliminates that pile of shorts. So, now I have to make sure he's got shorts clean, which I know he does, but they're in a pile on the dresser because I haven't taken care of them. I'm slowly getting more frustrated. I guess it's kind of an OCD type of thing, when I want it done, I want it done NOW. That is a whole other therapy issue...

Anyway, I was annoyed and Chris decided he would tell Mickey (who knows what brought this conversation up). Mickey is a fellow swat guy that you probably would never guess does his own laundry. He's a younger looking black man who's built like a brick sh!t house. He looks like the type that has his clothes "professionally laundered". He's just anal like that I guess--kinda like Scott is. I'm getting off track. So, Mickey ccomes in today and decides to give me (and Melissa) a little Laundry 101. (Like I've never done laundry before or something) As he's telling me exactly how to do it, he then proceeds to tell me how it should be hung.

Me: Why should I have to wash, dry, fold AND hang the clothes. Help would be nice.

Mickey: You can't do laundry half assed. If you start it you need to make sure you have time to finish it--don't let clothes sit in the laundry basket, washer, dryer or wherever. As soon as they get out of the dryer they must be hung.

Me: Looking at him like he has 3 heads.

Mickey: Kel, clothes need to be taken seriously. They must be hung right when they come out of the dryer. T-shirts have to be hung according to color. Collar shirts need to be hung according to color/pattern and long sleeve vs short sleeve. It's all in how organized you are.

Melissa: They have medications for that you know

Me: And I thought I had OCD?

Mickey: Then, pants need to be hung according to brands--Sean John with Sean John, Rocca with Rocca.

Me: Who invited you in here (referring to our office) anyway?

Mickey: Your husband.

Me: He's got a big mouth.


He then goes into this spiel about how you can't watch tv and be interrupted, hence no help. If I was watching Desperate Housewives he wouldn't expect me to fold clothes while I was watching it (which I do, by the way) and I shouldn't expect Chris to do something while he's watching TV.

I escorted him out of the office at that point.

3 Comments:

At 9:15 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Ahahhahahahah! I get laundry done in at least 3 hours. It takes my roommate 3 days. Can't wait to do it for kids and a husband, too.
~Holly

 
At 11:08 AM, Blogger VRA said...

I do laundry every day. I'm not exaggerating, every day!

 
At 4:49 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I think you let him stay in your office too long!

 

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