Just to let you know- this blog is no longer active. I'll be keeping up my 101 in 1001 list until its completion, but will not be writing new posts. You can read the post below if you want the long version. Thanks for the journey to all my friends in the blogosphere!

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

That's a Pile of Pants.

Remember when I when explained why I hate the treadmill? How part of it is the chore of moving all my husband's pants (carefully, so not to crease them) from the treadmill, to the bed, and back?

Well, today, I decided to put those pants in their rightful place. In the closet. When I actually unpiled them and, one by one, folded them onto hangers, I was kinda shocked at how many pairs of pants were actually residing there. You wanna see what I've been wrestling with since April? It's impressive.

Maybe they'll stay where they belong now.


  1. We have a similar problem! Only it's my boyfriend's clothes. He takes them out of the dryer and doesn't fold them immediately. He'll put them on the ironing board, then the next morning he'll need to iron, so he'll put them in the office chair. Then I'll get home and need to use the chair, so I plop the clothes down on his side of the bed. Then he'll come up to bed and move them to the ironing board. After all that moving back and forth either I will end up putting them away or they'll get washed again and the cycle begins again. Ugh!

  2. It's an endless cycle! Today two new pairs of pants appeared on my freshly clear treadmill. I have to buy some more hangers!