I do the laundry. It’s the only way to get it done right. I know my kids’ favorite clothes, I know which things wrinkle and which don’t, I know my wife’s favorite hangers. You better believe I pretreat stains. I make sure to check the dryer so I can take things out before they become a giant ball of wrinkle. I am the only one who even knows whose clothes belong to whom.  If someone else does the laundry it’s pure madness.


Don’t get me started on loading the dishwasher.