dear husband,

i love you very much....

except for when i open up your undershirt drawer to see this:

EXHIBIT A

brandon's folding job and/or inability to grab the top undershirt
without wrecking the rest of the stack.

{it has yet to be determined which of these incidents is the cause of this mess....

i've considered planting a video camera somewhere in our room.}



every week i do laundry.

and every week i fold all your clothes so neat & tidy.

 making sure everything is in it's perfect place...

so you can imagine the look of horror on my face when i open your drawer

to add to the stack & see what a damn mess you've made.

{it looks something like this}

once i've calmed down a bit,

i grab your mess and re-fold everything.

then i put it all back in it's place.

like it should be.

EXHIBIT B

my folding job and obvious ability to clean up & add to the stack in a organized manner.

we'll be working on your folding/removal from the stack technique
in the up coming weeks.

be prepared.

♥your wife