Monday, February 22, 2016

In which Primo realizes he is going to be stuck doing laundry this weekend, which was always part of the deal of his taking a year off, but everything has gone to heck because of Sly and Doris

Primo: You made the bed! That's my job.

Me: I know. But you are  busy and I am taking the day off, so whatever.

Primo: Oh no!

Me: What?

Primo: The sheets!

Me: What?

Primo: The sheets have to be changed this Saturday.

Me: Yes.

Primo: I was gone the last time they had to be washed and changed.

Me: I know. That's why I did it. Even though that's your job.

Primo: I should have timed this next trip to Florida to get out of changing the sheets. I am not doing it right.

Me: Nope.

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Me: Hey! You're going downstairs! You're not even taking the things that need to go down!*

Primo: I'm busy!

Me: Would you bring up the laundry? [That he did on Friday]

Primo: I'm. Busy! Besides, for me the laundry is done when it is hanging neatly on the racks.




* Empty plastic bags for kitty litter.

5 comments:

  1. I get a kick out of the laundry on racks comment. My husband's job is to fold the laundry. But it must be in the basket and placed by his chair.

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  2. Let me guess... Primo hasn't figured out the whole fitted sheet thing yet?

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    1. Actually, Primo makes the bed far better than I do! He does all household tasks better because he is an engineer and very painstaking. Unfortunately, he also takes a long time to do things, which is not easy for me. I just want it done, even if it's only 95% perfect. He wants 100% perfect. He would be the exact right person to be working on the space shuttle.

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    2. "Perfect is the enemy of good"

      It's also the enemy of *efficient*.

      - AC

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  3. So, life is starting to return to normal, eh?

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