The Stories of our Lives

We’re not much for folding laundry. We often forget loads in the dryer until we’re looking for a piece of clothing, or we’ll bring a hamper of clean clothes upstairs because we have to clear the dryer for a fresh load. That hamper usually stands in the corner of our bedroom through the week, we’ll take a shirt out once in a while and sometimes drop dirty clothes in it by mistake, until we can’t remember if that laundry’s clean or for washing.

The other day, Frank brought a clean load up and set the hamper in a different place than usual. When I came up to bed and found it there, I asked why the change of location.

F – Oh, I just figured by placing it there we’d be more likely to get it folded.

He said this quite casually and without really thinking about it. I looked again at the new location.

E – Have you figured out why this is so?

Frank paused, thought for a second or two, then tried really hard to refrain from laughing just before me.

Here’s our bedroom layout, “A” being the old usual location, “B” being the new.

You can come to your own conclusion.