Reacting to my aching back and the fact I announced I was about to carry some loads of laundry to the basement, the conversation went like this:
Me: I’m gonna take down some laundry in a little while.
Devoted Spouse: No, you’re not.
Me: Oh, yeah, I am.
Devoted Spouse: No! You can’t carry down; you can’t carry up…but…you can karaoke.
Seriously, this is my life…sigh…
Ha ha ha, I was almost ROFLOL but I knew I would be in pain trying to get back up. Dang knees and arthritis. You are very blessed that he thinks you can sing, if I were to try to sing then everyone would run away as fast as they could. Even a bar full of drunks would stampede out so fast that if one were sober then you would get trampled.
Just one question, does he actually put the clothes in the washer and start it? And do you know that you are going to have to move the washer and dryer upstairs pretty soon. It will help you a lot, well sorta at least.
Thumbs up for DS.
God bless..
funny thing is I can’t carry a tune even if someone helps me! Yes, he does just about all the laundry now. Hopefully, before too long, we can find a house on one level. sigh… xoxo
Laundry is such a dirty business!