so basically for my entire marriage, my wife has done the laundry and i've done the trash/recycling. i don't know how it happened, just sort of automatically fell into those jobs. i've been increasingly annoyed with dealing with my job lately, and she complains about the amount of laundry the kids produce (it's a lot), so I suggested repeatedly that i'd be willing to switch

she must have finally hit a limit because we're trying to trade! now i am laundryman. behold. i've already gotten one kid's shirt into the other's dresser. i told her, snafus are gonna happen