“In order to keep shirts nice,” I said, “anything that needs to be washed in a delicate cycle with cold or warm water goes in the right side of our hamper…where as hot water washes go in the left.”
“Okay,” he agreed.
The passage of one week…
Last night, I had crawled in bed, hunkering down for the cool New Jersey night. My husband was changing into his bedclothes and I heard him saying, “Left…right…left…right…left…right…” over and over again.
I, having forgot the hamper conversation, wondered what in the world had him so perplexed.
When at last he crawled into bed, I asked, “Honey, what were you talking about over there?”
“I couldn’t remember which side was which,” he replied.
“So what’d you pick?”
“The Floor.”
I nod my head to his engineering ways, he is one inventive man!
P.S. Don’t forget to try the challenge on the September 22 Post!
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