Sunday, November 23, 2008

sometimes the outcome justifies the fight

Yesterday jparks and I were having a fight slight disagreement, as we often do on the weekends, and I would love to tell you exactly what we were disagreeing about, I haven't the slightest idea. And while I normally don't enjoy disagreeing with jparks, yesterday's fight ended with me not having to deal with his clean laundry anymore, and OMG that makes the disagreement totally worth it.

See, jparks has the tendency to wear fancy clothes, unlike all the other engineers at Google who happily wear their free Google tee shirts. But not my jparks, daily he wears slacks and button downs that have to be ironed. By me. All the freaking time. If I don't get stay on top of the laundry, the pile can easily grow as tall as our dresser and then I have to spend a full weekend day ironing.

But now I'm free and the man who once said he has a personality and that's why he doesn't wear khaki pants will now be in charge of his own laundry. Yesterday afternoon I pulled all of my clean clothes out of the pile, ironed them, and put them away. As things come out of the dryer I throw jparks' stuff onto his growing pile and my stuff gets put away. You wouldn't believe how much quicker the laundry goes when I'm only dealing with half of it.

The only downside is that now jparks will be wearing his clothes wrinkled since he won't iron. Because you know, nothing says "I won't wear a tee shirt because I'm better than that" like wearing horrifically wrinkled clothes. Should you see him in the next few days and he looks like a homeless guy heading to a business meeting, please feel free to make fun of him. That's assuming you can talk through your laughter.

6 comments:

  1. Why the fuck were you doing his ironing in the first place? Aaron may me the major breadwinner, but that don't make me his housewife.

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  2. Congratulations! My husband does his own laundry as well. Fortunately, he was already grown and able to iron when I got him. Good luck with the wrinkles.

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  3. That's why there are dry cleaners. I hate ironing and I would never do anyone else's.

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  4. Two words: Field Engineer. No ironing required, not that I would do it anyway. I'm the throw it in the dryer for 20 minutes with a damp cloth kind of girl. It may not have creases when it comes out but I'm okay with that. And my husband does the laundry and I keep the kitchen clean. It's a fair trade off because I hate folding clothes.

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  5. Agree with your nemesis, Slynnro, why were you doing his ironing? I iron Adam's shirts but only because I am the one making him wear the button-down in the first place - and this is only if we are going somewhere where I deem the place to be fancier than a t-shirt. He's perfectly happy wearing (even semi-clean) jeans and a Google t-shirt every day of the week.

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  6. I don't even do my husband's laundry, and I *am* a housewife! I can't remember the last time I ironed anything of Nathan's. And the only reason he knows where the iron is is because I turn it on sometimes for sewing and he goes, "What's that smell?"

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