Saturday afternoon I separate the dirty clothes in need of washing into 2 groups.
Group 1 is placed in the machine, ready to be washed and hung out on Sunday.
Group 2 is placed in the basket, ready to be washed and hung out after Group 1 has been done.
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Sunday afternoon I come home and find Group 2 missing. Group 1 is still in the machine though so I start the load and go in search of Group 2. After walking around the house and seeing no sign of clothes, I ask Ben if he knows where they are.
He tells me
“they’re out on the line”…I think
“cool, he emptied the washing machine of Group 1, washed Group 2, hung them out to dry, then put Group 1 back in ready for me to wash – weird but at least he did SOMETHING!” I walk outside to check the clothes all pegged and blowing in the wind:
"nice – not bad!”I walk back inside and comment its strange that he would do the washing in such a weird order but if it works for him, I’m fine with it!
He stares at me blankly.
I realise somethings wrong.
OMG it clicks - he didn’t
do the washing! He thought I had washed Group 2 the night before so he just hung them out in the morning! I start laughing. Kim starts laughing. Ben starts smiling…
…
Apparently whilst hanging the clothes outside, he commented to Kim that his t-shirt still smelled “sweaty”. Kim sniffed and put it down to the “washing detergent smell,” so they carried on…hanging DRY, dirty clothes onto the line!
Ewww…gross! But totally funny! :)