Are your towels delicate?
Apparently mine are.
A couple of weekends ago I’d burned the midnight oil quite a bit trying to get my main website completely redesigned as well as get ready for the week-long trip my son and I were taking to Nashville. But I also needed to get laundry done. This is always interesting because living with the inlaws, and a MIL who does laundry every single day, I have to pick my times. Now, Ms. Nancy would be totally fine with me just throwing our laundry in with theirs and she’d just do it, but I don’t want to be one of “those” stories where the kids never seem to leave and even in their ———ies, their parents are still doing their laundry. Just for the record, we pay rent and I do our laundry. And I even cook when my MIL lets me! (Which is usually when they’re not there…)
So, anyway, I’d had a few late nights but I had laundry to do, mainly towels, and so I staggered into the laundry room when I realized the washer was free and threw the towels in. I had no glasses on or contacts in but for some reason I wanted my towels on permanent press. And I made a point to turn the dial and pressed it to start. One job down…
Until Ms. Nancy came by my room about an hour later.
“Sara, are your towels delicate?”
“Delicate? What do you mean?”
Apparently, in my state of sleepiness, instead of permanent press, I’d turned it on delicate. Do you know how sopping wet “delicate” towels are?
Preeeety sopping wet.
At least I gave my MIL a nice chuckle that day.
What’s a funny mistake you’ve made when it comes to housework? OK, what’s a funny mistake you’ve made that you laughed about later when it comes to housework?