I love him, really I do.
Yesterday, because he was sick, he washed all of the sheets on the bed, the down comforter, and a down throw that he used while lying on his deathcouch.
He also made cookies :).
Unfortunately, his boy upbringing did not teach him how dryers work (or more appropriately, do NOT work) and he put an entire bed and a half's worth of bedding into the dryer. At once.
The result was a tightly rolled wad of very wet bedding and 45 minutes of waiting after we separated the mound of sopping wet sheets. We finally decided to sleep under an old quilt.
I love him.
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