Fluff and Fold
I yearn for a man who will love me enough to do my laundry. Wash, dry, fold, and put away.
Please don’t think I’m a diva or that I have any idea that I’m too good for laundry. I just hate it. I hate washing it. I hate drying it. I really hate folding it. And for some reason that I have yet to figure out, despite years of therapy and a pile of laundry baskets, I especially hate putting it away. It sits there in a corner in my bedroom, looking at me all judgmental-like. It’s a problem.
Recently I started thinking about what love is. Really and truly at the heart of the matter (pardon the cheesy heart comment), what is it?
For me, true love would be a man who does the laundry for me. In return I’ll make him dinner or rub his feet. I’ll watch bad movies and he’ll sit through Fred Astaire with me. He’ll open my eyes to some weird sport and I’ll convince him to go see Wicked.
But mainly, he’d do the laundry. Not because he felt he had to, but because he knew it would make me happy not to have to. That, in my opinion, is real love.
Where is the man with the dryer sheets and the key to my heart?
At the laundrymat?
July 15th, 2009 at 1:48 amI prefectly agree! We must be related.
Oh, wait! =)
July 15th, 2009 at 8:29 amNo man does laundry….deal with it. We hates it. We don’t understand this whole different loads, whites, cottons, air fluff non of it, it all goes in the same it all goes out the same. Yet you women get angry at us for washing our sheets with our sweaters!!!!!! For Shame!!!!!!!!!!!!
July 17th, 2009 at 11:16 pmActually Brent, my dad does laundry… and does it well. But sorry Kari, he’s happily married.
July 20th, 2009 at 8:03 pmOK. So whenever you’re ready for laundry night. . .
And I don’t tend to watch bad movies. With the exception of “Road House.”
September 27th, 2009 at 4:44 pmThere was folding of laundry. (And putting on hangers and hanging up in the closet and putting away in drawers!) Not to a bad movie, but to a college football game. All in all, a lovely night. Thank you.
October 9th, 2009 at 4:14 pmYou’re welcome. Anytime. And I imagine it will be soon based on the colossal heap of clothing that has amassed in your. . . I’ll just keep my mouth shut.
October 13th, 2009 at 3:02 pmMocking my laundry issues? I’m wounded. Wounded! (That doesn’t mean that you’ll take back the offer to help, does it?)
October 14th, 2009 at 12:38 pm