To want to throttle DH for putting every stich of DDs school uniform in the wash at 11pm?

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So now I have to bloody wait up for it to finish, and then hang it dry, hope it's arsing dry by 6am, which is when I'll have to get up and iron the fucking box pleats in her tunic. I could cry. And yet murder him while weeping.

And he's leaving to catch a flight at 5am, so has buggered off to bed.

I feel murderous, I really do...

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Agree WingDefence. My DH does all the vast majority of the laungry, the sorting out and the ironing. He does all the bed linen and towels and also the reusable nappies and he puts most of it away too. He is a teacher, so quite a stressful job too.

So OP, did you manage to get your DD ready for school in a dry uniform today?

You'll need a shovel and some lime.

When we were going out but not living together/married dh once washed a pair of red curtains with everything else and all his pants socks and tshirts were dyed pink!

I can manage to create situations like this all on my own . Having had a manic weekend of doing stuff the DC wanted to do (DH is away) I realised last night that it meant that I hadn't done the boring stuff. Rushed around to put clothes needed for this morning on the quickest wash our machine will do so that all the non-dryable bits could go on radiators - and then found the tracksuit top which DD had taken off and dumped on the floor on Friday evening . It failed the sniff test, too. So, at 10pm I stuffed another load of washing in, and then went in search of her spare top on the basis that I would otherwise have to get up and process washing at 5am (been done plenty of times before ). Fortunately I found it.

My DH is perfectly capable of doing laundry, when he has to as long as you accept a different standard of shirt ironing and that kilts will not get ironed at all and the uber mummies will just have to judge but it does default to me. OTOH, if we are both working at home, then he does a lot more cooking than I do, so it doesn't bother me too much.

My DH's favourite habit is stripping all the beds at 7pm and putting them on a 3 hour cycle. Grr

And? And?

Please tell me it was dry; the box pleats fell perfectly into place; and your 'd' h's alarm failed to go off.

(I expect in reality, nothing was dry, the box pleats were squint, and dh got up at 4 and woke you all banging about)

Yup. DD1 was in school, early with ironed box pleats. I got up at 6.15, all dry mouthed after sleeping with the heating in, to check that all was dry... Nearly was, so had a shower, then came down and ironed the dress etc. dry.

I am a bloody superwoman this morning.

I woke the DDs up, and I think they could tell by my expression and general tone of voice, that this was NOT a morning to mess mummy around. Both were as good as gold, even my terrible two DD2, who even voluntarily wore trousers without a fight. All her dresses being, you guessed it, in the same wash.

DH had left for his flight at five, and was under notice that if he woke me or the children up in the process he would be disembowelled with a rusty spoon.

Yes, I was probably too kind by not making him stay up and fix it. But he ad a day of important meetings, and today is actually my "day off" with DD2... So...

I am working in the assumption that he was inept rather than deliberate, otherwise I'd have to divorce him... Because that would be gittish in the extreme. He is thoughtless and a bit selfish, but not deliberately gittish. Usually.

Before we met he used to bundle everything in together on hot. His work shirts were taken to the dry cleaners, with his suits, everything else was grey and knackered. I have been trying for eight years to make progress with this, he does now more or less grasp the general principle, but is still careless, and doesn't think about what might be needed when.

He has two masters degrees and runs an entire charity, but cannot get his head around laundry logistics. I figure. I think despite several years of reprogramming, he's still a South African Alpha Male, and probably does consider it wimmins's work. Or Maid's work. Both of which can really just be filed under "things other people do which have nothing to do with me" cf. 'Fairies'.

God, I need coffee. Badly.

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I would have suggested re-setting your DH's alarm for 3am or earlier so that he had time to iron everything before he went.

Don't get me started in bed stripping at inopportune times...
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I think you should show your DH ths thread. It will help him understand what a lovely wife he has.

I am still secretly on the side of being just a teeny weeny bit impressed he put some washing on This is probably because I lived in South Africa and knew a lot of SA men. I can't believe I am making such a ridiculous generalisation but I honestly did not know one who woud have known where the washing machine was let alone been able to turn one on. To their credit, they were all capable of fixing engines, building things and generally 'being manly' and getting things done (and braai'ing)

I had a flat tire when I was in SA and by the time I had finished changing it there was a crowd of men looking at me with amazement. Everyone of them had offered to do it for me and they couldnt believe I wanted to do it myself. Chivalrous but sexist

Glad it worked out OP.

Here-if it isn't in the washbox, it doesn't get washed.

Dh does laundry at weekends but is incapable of seeing the process through to the end for some reason. The process being get washing from basket, put in machine, put machine on, take wet washing out when finished and put in tumble dryer or hang on line, then put dry washing away.

Many many times I have found the washing machine full of sodden washing that's been sitting there for 2 days, or full of dry washing because he's only got as far as bundling it into the machine. He has never in living memory managed to even start the final putting away stage.

You need a washer/drier. Our machine has a setting so an 'outfit' (jeans, underwear, top and cardigan) can be washed and dried in 60 minutes.

Snap, doctorhamster! My DH is the same. He thinks he's 'done the washing' if he's simply overloaded our machine with any random washing, regardless of colour. He did 5 loads this weekend and has left them all for me to sort.

My DH is South African and he is a champion at laundry

DancesWithWool. I am glad to hear your DH does laundry. I was being a bit silly rude making such a sweeping generalisation about a whole nation. Sorry.

I was beginning to wonder if all SA men lived with mummy or paid for a maid until they married!

This thread has just inspired me to phone DH and tell him to hang the washing out. If I don't instruct him to do so specifically, he will leave it sitting there festering nicely. His reaction to being shouted at for putting whites and darks in together was 'well, you do it then'. When he lived alone he bunged everything in one big wash (not frequently enough) and it all came out in shades of grey. So...I do 98% of the laundry and he does most of the tidying and cooking. He has been known to bung on washes if he has no socks or pants left, but avoids anything he thinks looks 'tricky', such as anything wool or man-made fibres.

My dad was South African (but now says he's Scottish and supports Scotland rather than South Africa in rugby ) and he and mum did genuinely share all the household tasks. Not only was he capable of putting a washing on, but he would also hang it up outside on the line. :)

But then he's an an unusual man: a former farmer from the Northern Transvaal who retrained as a doctor and who was a true "New Man" (when there weren't that many back in theo 60s).

OP - fair dues to you!

Now, the next issue at hand - how is he going to make up for this? How on earth is a man travelling through an airport going to find something that can ever make up for his mistake?

Diddl it's because this particular man wasn't taught much practical stuff ever! It's possible that a lot of men aren't shown right because its 'women's work' but mines just wasn't shown how to do much. He can iron because his parents are business people and have to look very formal for work.

He also can't really do anything practical like hold a drill/put up a shelf/fix broken machines or understand the phrase USE A FUCKING WALL PLUG but he's learning!

I've learned not to pick up the slack though, I wouldn't let a kid away with not learning something so he doesn't get to either.

I have to say though despite being awful with practical things he is amazing at business decisions and money and I'm awful. We bought and amazing house much earlier than planned because he made us save our bums off for it.