So let me preface this by saying that I have been unemployed since September, and as such Laundry Duties are usually mine. The scene this morning, around 8am: SSH: “I have no pants.” Me: “No pants? But I did laundry
Laundry
While I realize that it is not my fault that my husband chose to wear his four pair of dress pants to the point where the fabric utterly gave out in the seat before telling me he needed new work