When my husband and I first started dating, I did a load of laundry for him. His response, was that was really sweet, but please don't do my laundry, I like to do it a certain way.
Ever since then I've never done it. And I'm happy about that actually, because he tends to let his pile up until it's a huge chore. Bleh!
Maybe this is just a guy thing.
Or maybe our guys just are embarrased by us seeing their dirty underwear and socks!
Dunno.
Oh, and for my husband there's an extra twist to the laundry situation. Whenever we'd visit his mom, she's put his clothes into the washer half an hour before we were supposed to leave, in an effort to make him stay another 2 hours. After years of this, he finally just took his wet clothes, stuck them in his suitcase and said bye to his mom. (I witnessed this! laugh) She never did that again.
