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• Dude Laundry

  

  I am in full support of housework equality between the sexes.  In fact I prefer it to be done predominantly by men because I basically hate housework and look for any reason to get out of doing it.  I think that men are full capable of doing almost anything around the house with one exception: laundry.  This is where the 1950’s TV wife in me rears her ugly suppressed head.

  What the hell is up with dude laundry? It’s like some sort of genetic malfunction occurs that prevents them from being physically able to sort darks from light or anything else for that matter.  It just all goes in on hot  in one big laundry collective.

  That being said I now lead into todays Disaster: poop soup.

  My husband declares  ”I did the baby laundry” and something inside of me felt the need to go back into the laundry room and take a peek.  In there I found the “baby laundry” which for him meant everything that is made of cloth that the babies use….this includes  cloth diapers.  Yes the ones with poop.  You got it, all the babies clothes were now stirring and simmering in poop soup.

  Once I was able to fully comprehend what was actually happening in the laundry room and managed to exhale my internal scream I asked said husband what the hell he was thinking and why are the babies clothes being washed in shit?  His response: its baby laundry, I used soap….what?

  See you need to understand that he really believes he is really good at doing the laundry.  I cannot convince him that he is not.  I find myself racing him to the laundry room trying to do the wash before he does.  I have many sweaters now that only fit teddy bears.  Don’t even ask me about my bras…silk? Forget it.  Linen? BWAH HAHAHAHA!!!!  Basically I am reduced to wearing anything that can be dried on hot in the dryer and survive.  It’s a good thing I prefer to live in my PJ’s.

  So it has taken 3 washings now with lots of soap, some vinegar and baking soda and I think I have the clothes clean…maybe.  I hope.  I do not feel inclined to consume any breakfast since everything smells like shit stew to me and despite my protests, said husband still firmly believes he is super good at doing the laundry.

  Dude laundry sucks.  There is just no getting around it.

  ~RM1

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