Laundry Complaints

I don't usually complain about household chores, and in fact, there are many of them that I downright enjoy!   I don't even mind washing dishes.  I suppose the only thing I really dislike is scrubbing floors on my hands and knees, which is sometimes required for certain spots.

Today was laundry day.  I saved up a lot of it, so I would have a full load of whites and a full load of color.  I suppose I don't usually wait so long, so it made for a lot of laundry.

Most of the white stuff belonged to my husband.  As I stood there for a long time, turning every piece from wrong side out to right side out,  I began to notice.  Mostly, it is just a rote, non-thinking activity.    First the underwear, then the tee shirts.  There were quite a few of each of those.  But then, I got to the socks!  Every one of the 24 socks were wrong side out.  When they are freshly washed, the fabric tightens up, so it is not easy to get your hand in there to turn them right.

This made me wonder if there was any possibility that I might get my husband to change his behavior.   Or is it too late to ask that?  Or expect that?   I can tell you that by the time I got the last of the socks folded,  I was rather annoyed.   It's a really good thing he wasn't home!

When he gets home and asks about my day,  I just might tell him!