Alright so last week, my hubby was trying to be all sweet and nice because he knew I was feeling pretty crappy. (This pregnancy is so different from Maddy - I am so tired all the time no matter how much I sleep) So, he bought me flowers, which was really sweet. And then on Thursday, he "did all this laundry" for me. I was ecstatic about this when I walked in the door and he told me. Woo-hoo! I had this mountain and it was so overdue, but I just had been too tired. I was so happy UNTIL I walked upstairs into our bedroom and saw IT.
The mountain of dirty clothes was now the mountain of clean clothes in the middle of our bedroom floor!!! Ugh. He said, "all you have to do is fold them and put them away." Yeah, ok. I had stamping that night and I was already tired and looking forward a quick nap before people starting coming. I was so pissed.
I'm not talking like 2 loads of clothes. We're talking like 6-7 loads, and it wasn't just my laundry. This was his clothes, Maddy's clothes, towels, everything...
Please tell me how this helps me? He did the "fun" part of laundry, and left the rest for me.
But, did I complain or say one word to him about it? No. I just said, "Thanks, honey."
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