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Note to self:
When you are frantically searching through laundry basket of clean towels, but can’t find any hand towels to put in the bathroom? And there aren’t THAT many in the dirty laundry? Next time that happens, you might choose not spend all day drying your hands on your jeans before looking IN THE LINEN CUPBOARD. You know, that usually-empty place where folded towels are supposed to go. Even if you can’t remember the last time you put anything in there. Because if they’re not in the dirty pile, and they’re not in the clean pile, either there is a rip in the space-time continuum in your laundry room sucking all your towels to Mars, circa 1211, or else maybe your husband put the towels away.
End of note.
Husband? Laundry? What is this concept? Can these two words be used in the same sentence?
No, that’s not fair. But really, I’m jealous that you have a linen closet, actually.
Glad you found the missing towels. As I was reading I was expecting them to be wet. In the bottom of the tub. Not that that’s ever happened in my house…
You know, wet in tub should have been the next place to look. More likely than the linen cupboard, for sure. Wet towels ANYWHERE are more likely than the linen cupboard.
Good point. Whenever I am missing something there’s a good chance that my husband is behind it.
It’s usually the tupperware tops that I can’t find.
In my house, it’s known as Towel Soup. My son usually whips up a batch immediately post bath. He – apparently – knows to check the linen closet for ingredients.