Friday, July 01, 2005


Last night Ben and I took an important step in our relationship, I think.

We merged our laundry.

We've been living together for well over a year, but I've hesitated to get involved with Ben's laundry because
a) he has a lot of it
b) a lot of it is very very dirty.

I know the soap and water supposedly washes all the dirt out, but somehow I can't help thinking that his dirt will make a pass-through of my clothes first, and that some of it will stay.

But it got to the point where something had to be done. I was beginning to call our closet "the laundry room" and we don't have a washer dryer.

I'll bet the Federlines don't have this kind of intimacy.


B said...


I think that is soooo cute. Because I totallllllly understand.

Laundry is very intimate...if you know what I am saying(sex and the city had an episode on this--not that I live my life to sex and the city...ok, sometimes I do.). Laundry means you share EVERYTHING!

but congrats!

Betsy said...

I must have missed that episode! I can't wait until it comes on channel 9 this fall so I can watch it every day. That show is like porn for me.

B said...

Oh!...maybe we should have a Sex and the City Date...I could bring every episode over( i own them all...!!!)

The episode involves Miranda washing Steve's underwear and finding get the picture...

it was funnnnny and so sadly true.

Betsy said...

Oh that would be great!
I remember that episode... yeuuuchh!!!! But I love Steve though. Ben's dirt, thankfully, is carpentry-work related. Actual dirt.

B said...

goood gooooood.....:)

jackie said...

I feel your pain.

Pat and I decided in the later part of my pregnancy to merge our laundry. Interest of time, space, all that good stuff. My biggest fear is that my fine washables (such as they are) will end up in the dryer. This has been realized over the course of our relationship to the tune of a couple hundred dollars worth of clothing.

Further washer/dryer arguments include:

"If I am washing your shirts in hot water, why do they need to be hung up? They've already shrunk!"

"Well, it's not like I did it on purpose!"

"I know it's the baby's dress and not mine, but it has sequins on it! Now they're melted to the fabric." "Bah! She's going to grow out of it by the end of the week, so what's the big deal?"

I still don't know what a Federline is...

Teodoro Callate said...

I think this is proving my hypothesis that all laundry is psychological laundry. Here we see the emotional, relational, and psychological communion between two people. The sharing of intimacy. The acknowledgement and acceptance of one another's flaws and dirt. Working together to achieve a common goal. Take that machine off Delicate and throw it right the hell over to Normal!

DAM said...

Ted, I think you hit the nail on the head, or on Freud's cranium, as the case may be. Well done!

I've never merged laundry, but I had a boyfriend who did my ironing. Does that count? (Probably not. Notice the past tense re: the boyfriend.)

Betsy said...

I love that this whole conversation has been going on I didn't know about. Jackie, your laundry stories cracked me up. Mostly it is going to be me doing the laundry, so I'm not too worried about delicates etc - and actually once I shrank some of Ben's flannel shirts somehow - that was a while ago.
I always wash normal, Ted.
Wow, a boyfriend who irons?