:blue:I wouldn't dare to have a romp in the laundry room... It's in the basement.
That wouldn't be too bad, but unfortunately we live in an appartement house and share the laundry room with 5 other parties...
Don't want to be caught by ms. nosy neighbour enjoing doing the special laundry...
Actually... I was lying about the girlfriend, too...
She isn't home right now and it's my turn to do the laundry.
Sad life, isn't it?
you keep this up and Tin will be at my door, challenging me to a duel.I take care of my maaaan.
ok enough of this. I have to go chase Crone around for a bit.
I don't let my husband touch our laundry for the same reason. He doesn't know how to sort it right. Plus the last time he did me a "favor" by doing the laundry while I wasn't feeling well, he put a "small amount" of bleach in with our colored towels.I used to do all the laundry before Callistarya moved in. She doesn't like me to do it...she says I do laundry like a guy. heh
I'm like "What? I separate the laundry into two piles: red and 'not red'!"
that sounds familiar. I found some bleach splattered towels a few weeks ago. It wasn't me so it had to be one of the boys in the house. The denial is thick but guess who is in charge of doing the towels. lmaoI don't let my husband touch our laundry for the same reason. He doesn't know how to sort it right. Plus the last time he did me a "favor" by doing the laundry while I wasn't feeling well, he put a "small amount" of bleach in with our colored towels.
hey, that wasn't me...that was one of your boys, for sure. looks like someone spilled bleach and then wiped it up with a dish towel.
I never use bleach except on my socks and white dress shirts.