And Here Again (Domestic What?)

Okay.

I knew I shouldn't have clicked that article. I knew it was one of those irritating pieces that only sell because for reasons beyond me, most women appear to legitimately enjoy being talked down to.

But, um, wait, ano, demo...

Doing the laundry is not difficult. I'm sorry. It's not.

Grab a big lump of dirty clothes. Make sure there's no red items in it.
Cover everything in Shout spray.
Turn on the washer, pitch soap in, spray some more Shout for kicks.
Maybe--MAYBE--add borax powder. If you're feeling fancy.
Stuff the pile in and close the lid.
Wait an hour.
Switch machines.
Repeat.

DUDE. NOT HARD.

Notable exceptions include trying to do twelve loads or more in a six-hour stretch, trying to do loads after any workday lasting longer than sixteen hours, and/or trips to the laundromat. Bonus pity points if it's a ghetto laundromat and you have to take the bus there. Daily Double if you have some kinda plumbing problem/Massive Water Event in the course of normal washings. Sheets Day also kinda sucks, because it has to go exactly in order.

I mean, these women with the BRAND NEW machines that hold like seventy GALLONS and have AUTOMATIC EVERYTHING?

No right to complain. None. Officially.

Get your ass in that kitchen and make me a sandwich, sweetcakes. Where's my beer? XD