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One day when I was having a particularly bad day with my knee and exbf was here, I asked him to hang five hand towels on the line. It seemed he was gone way too long. Maybe he was talking to hens or picking up a limb while outdoors. I did not ask or even worry about why he took so long.
Later, after he left I went out to take down the towels. I was greeted with the strangest style of clothes hanging I had ever seen. Each small bar towel was suspended by two clothes pins. Notice how the pin straddles the line and only the tip of the pin holds the corner of the towel. A strong wind would have taken them all off the line. Even a heavier item would eventually fall. Obviously, this was a new experience to him.
I usually lap clothes over the line and put two corners of different articles of wash in the same pin.
The only circumstance in which I would correct his form would be if he were a regular at my clothes line or if he were hanging heavy towels. He has never been married at 57 and doesn't understand personal dynamics of two people. So, he would not take any suggestions well. Ask me how I know?
So, I thought this was bizarre and hilarious. Five lone towels hanging so precariously amused me.
Hmmmm, having a rethink here. This is actually a big deal. This is not just how we do things differently and achieve the same goal. Any clothing on the ground would require a rewash because chickens wander here everyday. Big deal or not, I will still never mention it.
Please, please pleeease, tell me this is not mean of me...lol. I just had to share even though I did have to recreate the scene. Have you found any equally inadequate or bizarre means of accomplishing a chore and had to remain silent?