Tell me something that's good about being single

[Herbert Anchovy]

You learn very quickly that laundering expensive bras is not the same as your ragged T-shirts from the '90s. I have a special sack I'm supposed to put the stuff in.

 

[jr/shotglass]

Or ... maybe your SO quickly gets the idea that other household duties are more up your alley.

That's where I happily fell.

 

[Herbert Anchovy]

I'm happy to do laundry. Just want it kept simple.

 

[imjustagirl]

Yeah, but if you wash bras all roughlike, you get a piece of metal that bursts out the side and pokes you in your breast/armpit.

T-shirts, not that danger.

Respect the fact we have METAL IN OUR UNDERTHINGS.

 

[HC]

We have a system. Anything of mine that needs special handling goes into a separate basket and I take care of it. Everything else goes into the hamper. He hauls the stuff to the basement and does the washer/dryer thing. I fold it when he brings it back up.

It's the division of labour that makes a partnership work.

PS: And ijag, my bras cost over $100 each. They do NOT go in a machine.

 

[The Big Ragu]

Yeah, but if you wash bras all roughlike, you get a piece of metal that bursts out the side and pokes you in your breast/armpit.

T-shirts, not that danger.

Respect the fact we have METAL IN OUR UNDERTHINGS.

With her, it is not just a bra thing. I swear, everything she owns has to be washed in some special way, and I have never met anyone who let so much stuff air dry because of this belief that clothes dryers are evil things (not really, but it seems that way!).

 

[cranberry]

You learn very quickly that laundering expensive bras is not the same as your ragged T-shirts from the '90s. I have a special sack I'm supposed to put the stuff in.

Traded your other one in?

 

[Moderator1]

We have a system. Anything of mine that needs special handling goes into a separate basket and I take care of it. Everything else goes into the hamper. He hauls the stuff to the basement and does the washer/dryer thing. I fold it when he brings it back up.

It's the division of labour that makes a partnership work.

PS: And ijag, my bras cost over $100 each. They do NOT go in a machine.

Jesus - without being too crass or nosy or whatever WHAT THE heck ARE THEY HOLDING UP!?!?

First time I bought The Queen a bra I was stunned at how much they cost. But it was not 100, US or Canadian.

I'll wash, dry and fold everything and anything. Long as it can be washed, dried and folded. It needs special handling, YOU do it. I allegedly shrunk something once and never heard the end of it so that became the house rule. Dad is the laundry guy and you are each responsible for your own special care jank.

Come to think of it, I have a load in the dryer to fold when I get home. Such an exciting life.

 

[HC]

We have a system. Anything of mine that needs special handling goes into a separate basket and I take care of it. Everything else goes into the hamper. He hauls the stuff to the basement and does the washer/dryer thing. I fold it when he brings it back up.

It's the division of labour that makes a partnership work.

PS: And ijag, my bras cost over $100 each. They do NOT go in a machine.

Jesus - without being too crass or nosy or whatever WHAT THE heck ARE THEY HOLDING UP!?!?

Let's just say that once you're above the D's, there's German engineering involved.

 

[jr/shotglass]

I remember when all I wanted in life was to be above the D's.

Or below them.

 

[Brooklyn Bridge]

Yeah, but if you wash bras all roughlike, you get a piece of metal that bursts out the side and pokes you in your breast/armpit.

T-shirts, not that danger.

Respect the fact we have METAL IN OUR UNDERTHINGS.

With her, it is not just a bra thing. I swear, everything she owns has to be washed in some special way, and I have never met anyone who let so much stuff air dry because of this belief that clothes dryers are evil things (not really, but it seems that way!).

I am just the opposite. My wife doesn't care about her pants, tank tops or other laundry. My dress/work shirts get laundered only be me, given the cold water/hang dry treatment.

 

[mjp1542]

It's been 14 months now since my wife decided to walk out of our marriage. I won't bore with details, but I still don't know exactly why the decision was made and probably never will. Anyway, I spent a good 3 months sorting everything out in my head (and hers). I did what I could to see if there was a way to reconcile. My opinion, not enough effort was made to make it work.

For about 9 months, I was completely selfish. I did what I wanted, when I wanted. I went on weekend trips. I visited friends. I rarely stayed home alone, as that was when sadness set in (although I did buy the NHL Center Ice package, which made a lot of that time better).

In the past two months, I have truly realized that I don't like being single. I like parts of it, for sure. But there is something special about having someone to share your life with. I enjoy being able to talk about my day. I like going to dinner with someone. I like cooking dinner for someone. Christ, I actually MISS separating the little bra sack from the rest of the wash and hanging all of the little delicates and non-dryables on the drying rack. I miss being in a relationship. I'm ready to start seeking out the right person. I think I've gotten all the "good to be single" stuff out of my system. Now, dating/flirting/meeting people isn't coming along easily, but I'm hoping that will soon change. Still have to finalize the divorce, and once that happens I think I'll be much better off.

I'm not sure if what I said there helps MC, but it was good to say it all.