Day 174

I have been happily married to one of the best men I've ever met for nearly 6 months.

When we were still just dating, I was over at his house, and I saw him "do laundry."  This involved taking his hamper and turning it upside down into the washer.  I twitched.

"Honey, I want to get something straight."

"What's that?"

"If you decide to ask me to marry you, I will accept under one important condition:  I get to do the laundry."

"Done!" 

I sighed with relief.  Good.  I could stay married to this man for the next 60 years and never again have to witness the HORROR of the way he pretends to do laundry.

So now, at almost 6 months of happy marriage...Laundry Monster is eating my head.