I love my wife and she is a very hard worker.  Well, we have really divided the work over the years and since I am the better cook.  I do the cooking and keep the kitchen respectful and she does the laundry.  She is an incredibly smart person.  She is probably the smartest "book" person I know.  She has her Fellowship in Actuarial Sciences.  Look it up and you will be very impressed.  I have been told that is like having your doctorate in Mathematics only better.

Well, she does the laundry.  I am kind of a stickler on how I do my wash nothing outside of my boxers and socks get dried 100% by the dryer.  I like to toss them for shirts and pants in the dryer for 20 minutes to knock the winkles out then pull them out to line dry.  I have a system in the basement to do this.  I iron my own clothes.  So, that is not the issue.  I toss on Sportscenter or This Old House and away I go. 

She has a habit of drying things all the way that do not need to be dried all the way.  She has dried two of my wool or silk sweaters into sweater for her.  Today, was the last straw.  I have a meeting to go tonight and I know what I wanted to wear to make me look "darn" good.  My black mock, black pants and my herring bone black and tan sports coat.  I have been told that I look good in it and black is my color. 

Guess, what has been dried two sizes too small.  My black mock.  Read the labels.  You never know what you may read there.  It may read that if this touches water your house may explode.  She would not know that because she has never read a label.  I will read the label when I buy the clothes.  I, almost, hate to buy anything that I have to dry clean since I smoke cigars.  It would cost me a fortune to clean them.

So, here is the moral to the story, read your contracts, you never know what they may say and what you may have to do to perform. 

Dave Woodson