Wife in decree.
I work almost every day and go to the shower when I come home.
My towel always hangs on the door to the bedroom.
And then I began to notice that there are still sometimes clean cowards hanging up for me.
Sometimes it looks like that. There are two days, then there is no day. Then there are three days, and then another day. There is no. No system at first sight. But as a reasonable person, I know there is a reason for this. This is not a wife’s shit.
I decided not to ask, but to calculate myself. He began to make notes about the presence of cowards in the calendar. I started analyzing the data.
They did not approach anything. Not the phase of the moon. Not one day of the week. No show and no guests at home. A month later he gave up and asked his wife.
When she finished eating over me, I learned the following.
As soon as there is a small kidder at home, she washes every day. And when she hangs things on the dryer, sometimes she lacks space and in this case she throws my clothes onto the towel, like before the evening they still dry.