My Mama always told me to be careful what you wish for.
I got a call last night from a distraught young lady. She had been on her hubby's case for some time to put his dirty laundry in the hamper with the rest of the family's or it wouldn't get washed. And IF it didn't get washed, then by George, he would have to take care of that task himself.
Like I said ~ be careful what you wish for
Hubs must have needed some clothes and Wife had held to her "guns". So Hubs decided to tackle his laundry himself. God bless him.
Wife went to get something out of the dryer ~ to which Hubs had added his wet laundry after washing without removing the dry clothes already nestled in there ~ and . . . she pulled out sticky clothes. Kind of like "bubble gum sticky", but not quite.
Be careful what you wish for
I'm thinking when Hubs brought his dirties down, he threw them in the laundry room floor to get the washer ready. Then he just tossed them in the dryer (on top the already fluffy dry things that were in there) and let 'er go! Apparently a sticky mouse pad found its way onto a pair of jeans before they landed in the washer and was then transported via wet jeans to the dryer (on top of Wife's laundry) and the heat from the dryer released the sticky goo all over EVERYBODY's clothes! His accomplishment was the bane of her sanity! (I would like to have been a fly on
that wall!)
Be careful what you wish for.
Seems to me I would rather snag a pair of pants from the floor rather than let a novice laundryman have at my washer. Just sayin'. . . . .
On a side note:
Today at lunch Itty Bitty, Ben and I were talking about age. Don't ask ~ don't know. All was well until this conversation (if you want to call it that):
Itty Bitty ~ to me: "You are past old.
Me: "What does that mean?" (One would think I would have learned my lesson by now. Never ask if your really don't want to know)
Itty Bitty: "It means you are probably older than you think."
Hm. I'm sure that could go either way. I think I'm young, but obviously I'm not ~ OR ~ I think I'm old which means I could kick the bucket any day now.
It doesn't help that Ben is choking on his food at that conversation. Nope. Not at all.
Thank you, Itty Bitty, for those Words of Wisdom.
