…and just in the knick of time…the day is almost up…
One of the duties I agreed to pick up in my new career of staying home was the laundry. No big deal….or so I thought…
Turns out there are different temperatures to wash certain items in. And there are color separations to be done. All my life (until now), my criteria for separation and temperature were "Clothes" and "Warm" which seemed a nice happy medium between hot and cold. And by gosh, it has worked for my just fine. AND EVERYTHING WENT IN THE DRYER. NO QUESTIONS ASKED.
Imagine my surprise when dear wife (DW) starts telling me the "rules" of washing her clothes. Oh my freaking hell. If its this material, it needs to be in cold, this in hot, this should always be washed by itself. This should be in warm, unless you wash with other clothes the same color that specify cold…then use cold. And on …. and on… and on. And some things need to NEVER go in the dryer…only dried on hangers or on a rack.
Wha'?
Well, I listened attentively. Took some notes. Must admit I am doing pretty darn well. **Two pats on the back for myself***
Until tonight. Wife needed some jeans to wash to wear for casual Friday. Reminds me that they are dirty and need to be done, but she is exhausted and going to bed early. Fine, whatever.
Now, I wear jeans pretty much 100% of the time now. They have been my main leg covering for pretty much all my life. As the day progresses, I stuff everything in my pockets….mainly receipts from the day's purchases (groceries, gas, etc). Almost 90% of laundry time, there are wet clumps of paper on my pants when they come out of the wash. No biggee for me…I just pick them off. DW however would go on a long speech about how I should check my pockets, blah blah.
Well tonight, I decide to wash my jeans with hers. I check all my pockets. Not a single piece of paper in them. So my jeans and hers go in the wash. 20 minutes later, go to move jeans to the dryer and hear a loud click in the washer as I pick them out. I just about shit my pants to see one of my wife's lipstick containers in the wash. Ultra Last Lipwear – Mauve Gold…and empty!!!
Sure enough, inspection of the jeans showed various spots of mauve gold on them. So I rubbed them out of the wet jeans with some paper towels. Then inspected and cleaned every square inch of the washer for mauve gold residue (and there was quite a bit). Then back the jeans went for a second wash…and they are currently in the dryer….and it's late….and I wait…..and I hate.
I am tired and want to SLEEP, DAMN IT! But fear of DW is my motivation to stick it out and make sure all is well for tomorrow mornings request for her clean jeans!
Now, aren't you glad I came back to share?
Peace out, friends. Taking a few days off to take family to the beach.
Papa
May 12, 2006 at 1:35 am
Being single and gay (and not into cross dressing), can’t say I have ever washed lipstick. But once I washed jeans with a pack of gum in the pocket.
In hot water.
And somehow it came out and got all melty and stuck to the agitator. And that took a LOOOOONG time to clean.
So a word to the wise: check for gum (and lipstick!) each and every time to save yourself a lot of extra work.
Have a great weekend at the beach!
Dirk
P.S. Did you remember to get a new tube of Ultra Last Lipwear – Mauve Gold to cover your blunder?
May 12, 2006 at 6:23 am
O.K. Gum is bad. Thankfully she doesn’t chew gum!
Things went smoothly this morning. I am exhausted from the late night cleaning, but I think I pulled through.
Mauve Gold was not a good color. Don’t think I’ll replace. I’ll just play dumb when she asks me if I’ve seen her missing lipstick.
“You mean the Ultra Last Lipwear – Mauve Gold? Nah’, haven’t seen it.”