My mom had a broken leg and I had to do all of her shopping for a few months. The first list was amazing. Not only did she have everything she wanted on it, it was in the order you would find things if you started at one end of the store and worked over to the other. The only glitch occured when I hit the deli. She had written, "1/2 pound of ham" or some-such. Yeah, out of the 20 different types of "ham" at the deli. Naturally I bought the "wrong" ham (this was before I carried a mobile 24/7).
When I got married and my wife wrote the first list it was all over the map and wouldn't you know it, she had, "1/2 pound of ham" written on it. I learned from that mistake all those years ago, "honey, when you say 'ham'...". :)
So I'm pretty good around the ol' grocery store.
Women's laundry on the other hand... I also had to do her laundry during this period. I still have nightmares. Won't touch the wife's laundry. I'm a guy, everything I wear is cotton. Wash on warm, dry on medium, fold or hang and put away, end of story. How was I supposed to know that women wash on all different temps? Heck, they even wash stuff in the same load that has to be seperated *again* after washing because some gets dried on medium, some on low, some gets put on the drying rack, some gets hung to dry. And of course if you dry it wrong then "everything is ruined". Who needs that kind of stress? :) |
