So now I'm quoting Doris Day songs. She was deep.
Here's the latest. The lovely, so responsible and ever dependable US Postal Service did NOT get my package delivered today. That would be the package that was sent yesterday morning and was GUARANTEED to arrive by noon today. It did not. Maybe they're using a time zone on the other side of the globe?
So now I get to make a trip to the post office tomorrow and try not to go postal. Oh well, whatever will be, will be.
All I know is that if I got FOUR stinking injections this morning (for a grand total of SEVEN in three weeks!) and don't get to go to Africa, SOMEONE is going to be very, very sorry.
Oh, and as I was folding laundry tonight (no rehearsal -- the night before we open. A good thing?, you might ask? Highly and probably doubtful. sigh) I remembered another rule that I came up with several years ago that was delightfully freeing for me:
'If it goes into the laundry inside-out, it gets folded/hung up inside-out'. This was totally directed at the dear hubby, with side benefits aimed at the kids, back when I did their laundry (rule #562: 'at age 8ish you start doing your own laundry'). The man finds it physically impossible to turn articles of clothing rightside-out. So one day it happened one-too-many times. I cracked. And a new rule was born. But here's the kicker: he didn't care. He was perfectly fine with clean, inside-out clothes. So that's the way it's been.
Several months ago I had a moment of compassion. Strange, I know, but it happens once in a while. Anyway, I decided to start folding all of his clothes after turning them rightside-out. And guess what happened. He didn't notice. Nope, not a word. I did it for a couple of weeks and then decided to stop being compassionate. I went back to the rule. And so life goes on in our happy household.
2 comments:
I was trying to focus on my work this morning, but as with so many other mornings (or afternoons) my best half, who is absolutely adicted to this wonderful blog, had to read this entry aloud. I'm not sure why, as I NEVER leave my clothing inside-out when I place it in either of the two laundry baskets in our house, and I'm not responsible for either the US Postal service delivery or decisions on just who gets to go to Africa, but it was wonderful hearing this. I suppose it is ingrained in me after the tramatic childhood with my mother who never had any formal rules for us 5 kids (that's what made it so much fun... you never knew exactly what the rules were, so when the wooden spoon came out, or you got yelled at, one could never guess exactly what went wrong or what violation was committed... kept the 5 of us on our toes all the time, but that's another very long story), but she never turned clothing right-side-out and after you wore a shirt wrong-side-out ( which some also refer to as inside-out) to school one time, the cruel and unrelenting harrassment and teasing of fellow classmates was the ultimate cure! So, I guess I somewhat empathise with you on your rule. However, after hearing the audio verion of the blog, I just had to come to the defense of Hubby! First of all, it's been my experience that no matter how careful I am that I make sure all clothing is right-side-out when it enters the dirty clothes basket, there is absolutely no guarantee that it will exit the dryer right-side-out... this expecially seems more true with today's modern washers and dryers which do a much better job of tumbling and tossing and turning and aggitating than the crude machines of the past. So there seems a small flaw in the total logic of the inside-out (or wrong-side-out) rule. It would seem to me that it is totally possible that if all clothing enters the laundry basket inside-out, then there is a good chance that 50% or so will exit the dryer right-side-out and conversly, if all the clothing enters the basket right-side-out, then there is a good chance that 50% or so of them will exit the dryer wrong-side-out. So either way, you have to correct this issue. In the minds of most men who have ever cogitated over this lausdry issue, the answer seems simple... just put the clothes in the basket the way they come off and don't worry about whether they are inside-out or not. The darn machines will alter the clothings state of right-side/worng-side-out state no matter what, and in a totally random way. As for not noticing your most loving compassion spree, I would guess that as most of us do, we get dressed in the dark so as not to disturb our loving best halves, and it just may be that the custom has been to automatically turn all clothing inside-out, which will make the really inside-out ones that were folded or hung right-side out, before they are put on. And who knows in the dark of the early morning hours? And since most adults are much more sensitive to us more mature humans than kids... no one will tell that you are waring something inside-out, to your face... therefore no feedback. Anyway, I can atest that there is nothing better in the morning than to put on clean clothes that have that wonderful clean smell and the that have been so carefully folded or hung by someone who loves us so much and takes such great care of us. Nothing else simply matters. And by the way... is the handle of the micorwave still on?
Yes, the handle is still on. You did a very good job!
And as for the whole laundry thing --- the clothes go into the basket inside out. Though I give you half credit for your point on the washer turning things inside out. But I'm talking about clothes that go into the hamper inside out/wrongside out.
But thanks for your lovely insight into the male mind!! :)
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