I don't mind the undies on the floor as much as I mind getting clobbered in the face everytime I try to push the door open and it bounces back at me. Or not being able to fit my ample butt between the sink and door to blow dry without the door knob going places. My SO does his own laundry so I just leave it- I disappears every 10 days or so. If we are having company I scoop it up and plop it in the bedroom on his side of the bed.
This is reminding me of a video conference DH and I attended called Love & Respect. The gentleman who was speaking was pretty comical. Here is what he had said:
He's wearing gag gift underwear today.



Next time if I haven't shown up at a thread like this within a few hours can you all please PM me. I really feel that I am slipping.

