Laundry Blues

Okay, so I get the ’til you die’ part, and I was prepared for the ‘respect your man’ part, and I was getting used to the part where I should attempt to concoct a healthy dinner at least once a month.

I’ve accepted the fact that I now own lemon Pledge and obsess over dishes.

A couple girlfriends tried to hint around about the realities of sex with a husband. I’m finding out more than I ever wanted to know about birth control.

But I was NOT, I mean I was really NOT prepared for the Laundry-Quadrupling-Phenomenon!

I always thought that laundry could be explained by simple math. The more you wear, the more you wash. In math; One plus One equals Two. I did get that far in algebra!

I’m absolutely amazed to discover that in Laundry the rules all change. When you marry, one person’s amount of laundry plus another person’s amount of laundry does not equal double the laundry, it equals QUADRUPLE the amount of laundry!

I was unaware that there is some complicated exponential equation and scientific phenomenon that occurs when combining two people’s t-shirts into one trip to the laundry room.

Any suggestions as to what that formula is? I would really like to know!

    I Mini-geek, take you Geek to be my lawfully wedded husband.
    To love, honor, and launder,
    In sickness and in health,
    For richer or for poorer,
    In low bandwidth and in high,
    ’til sixty-four, and every day for as long as we both shall live.