I'm on to him....
I don't think my Hubby thinks I am on to him, but I know what little game he is playing. It's the "I don't WANT to hang up my dress pants, so I will just throw them in the laundry and they will magically appear back in my closet" game. And on the off chance he doesn't chuck them in the laundry, why is it SO much easier to fling them over the closet door, than to take a hanger out and hang them on it????
*sigh*
posted by Diane @ 4:06 PM
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interesting... my hubby has a similar disorder... do you think it could be communicable amoung married males? Only diff is my hubby throws them in a PILE next to the door or right inside the closet... the same closet that he never closes the folding door on, making passage through the bedroom door right next to it very impassible with a laundry basket... does he not GET that he looks wrinkled at work???? Of course, I just leave them there... he wants it done, he can put it in the laundry basket....
Maybe there's some flaw in the Y chromosome or something. The hubby doesn't throw his pants over the closet door; he drapes them over the clean basket of clothes. It's like, oh great, now my clean clothes are going to smell like ass.
Jon won't even unpack his bag after he gets hom from a week on the road! he waits until i'm done with the laundry(as done as I get with 3 kids)and sets the blessed bag next to the washing machine. It is at this point that I ask him if he needs me to wear his clothes for him too!!! D
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