There is this thing that my mother-in-law does with the laundry that drives me nuts. When she takes the clothes down, she always turns them inside out. For many weeks, I have furiously turned the clothes right side out before putting them away. Finally, I asked my husband why she did that. He said that it’s to keep the clothes from wrinkling. If I was Martha Stewart or whatever, I’d be more conscientious about this sort of thing, but I’m not. We have too many clothes and they’re crammed into drawers. They will wrinkle no matter what.
I find it frustrating that my mother-in-law is always creating needless work for herself. She sometimes rearranges the laundry I’ve already hung out to dry. I find it more frustrating that she has no activities, no passions, with which to occupy her time. I have told her several times that I want to take care of my own laundry, but she always says that she has a lot of free time. When she’s not hanging out my laundry, she’s in her little house, often in the dark, often sleeping.
I’m trying to be more mellow about the laundry. I’ve decided that I will no longer turn my husband’s clothes right-side out, since he sees the logic in inside-out clothes anyway. And I’ve also given up on the “no snacks right before dinner” rule. Yesterday, in spite of dozens of protests on my part, my mother-in-law fed my children cookies and milk late in the afternoon. I didn’t say a word.