Hanging up washing is a frickin' nightmare.
I'll happily hang up the bed linen but I try to weasel out of hanging up the 50,000 socks and pants that seem to accumulate in a dark wash.
( crackhouseceilidhband Fuck off back to Mumsnet, Fri 12 Mar 2010, 11:49, 2 replies, latest was 16 years ago)

yeah, it's shit
I try and balance the work at home so I don't have to do it.

I clean the bathroom, other half does the hoovering, I do most of the cooking, she does the washing.

I have a condition where I am completely unable to remember to put a load of washing on until I run out of clothes.
( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Fri 12 Mar 2010, 11:50, Reply)

It's called a Y chromosome.

( crackhouseceilidhband Fuck off back to Mumsnet, Fri 12 Mar 2010, 11:52, Reply)

I suffer from the condition
of leaving for work about an hour after my mrs and getting home about an hour before her. Which means I end up emptying the dish washer and washing machine and cooking dinner.
(Bazongaloid, Fri 12 Mar 2010, 11:55, Reply)

that sucks
not the cooking part, because I love cooking.

made the most amazing lamb kofta curry the other night
( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Fri 12 Mar 2010, 11:58, Reply)

That condition is known in medical circles as "Being a boy"
I suffer from it also, contrary to popular belief.

Ms Foxtrot told me that one year her Dad bought her Stepmum a dishwasher for Christmas. She was really fucked off because apparently he was suggesting that washing up was her job. I do not share this sentiment. I'd be fucking delighted with a dishwasher for Christmas

EDIT: Damn your typing speed, CHCB!
(Darth Foxtrot A one-man army dedicated to making fetch happen, Fri 12 Mar 2010, 11:54, Reply)

weaseling out of things is what separates us from the animals
except the weasel.
( Kitty v1.0 desperately naive, Fri 12 Mar 2010, 12:19, Reply)