We have one of those mesh hampers, the one's that pop open, and can be folded if
they are unneeded (is a hamper really ever unnneded?) the dh brought down the hamper for me the other day, I emptied it, and later, as he was going upstairs, I asked him to bring the hamper back up. Which he did.
Placing it right on top of the clothes that accumulated in the interm.
Okay, do I hear the women groaning and nodding and the men wondering "so what?" Because I can pretty much guarantee you that any other woman, excepting perhaps my worst enemy, would have picked up the handful of clothes and deposited them back into the hamper. And my worst enemy would probably do so as well, just so she could make nasty comments all around.
But a guy? Okay, how many guys would have tossed the laundry into the hamper? How many women believe the ones who swear yes?
Posted by Rachel Ann at March 4, 2005 06:06 AMThat's the difference between "rosh katan" and "rosh gadol."
"rosh katan"=men
"rosh gadol"=women
Our house is a ranch style and the hamper is right next to the washer. I selected this house to address just this issue. ;)
Posted by: Jim at March 4, 2005 12:12 PMI took some initiative with the laundry last night. I'm wondering if I should e-mail my wife a link here, since it helped spur me on. (That and her annoyance that someone or someones last week ignored the sort of thing you pointed out here.)
Posted by: David Gerstman at March 7, 2005 04:19 AMThe problem was, you asked him to "take the hamper upstairs." You did not tell him to "put any dirty clothes on the floor into the hamper." I have noticed that computer guys tend to need each little step pointed out. But usually no more than 2 steps at once. I just heard this called "A.D.H.D.".....Attention Deficit Husband Disorder.
I think we as women tend to see all the steps of household chores at once.....and men (or anyone who doesn't do these household chores every day) tend to isolate each task and not see the bigger picture of many small things being done to accomplish one big task.
At least that's how my husband has explained it to me. It seems to make sense, as these things happen over and over and over and over and over.....