Oh no, I'm talking about the exterior of the bed. You know, the bedside, area right where I put my feet down on the ground each morning, and the bedpost. I like having one side of the bed where only my stuff resides. I guess I like feeling like I can control at least one SIDE of my room! Is that really too much for a girl to ask?
Apparently, it is! I don't recall this happening at our old house, but I have been noticing more and more that shirts keep ending up on my bedpost.
And did you notice that there are 3 of them? In case you can't count, I counted for you and held up 3 fingers for emphasis....ha! That would mean that a dirty dress shirt was placed on my bedpost for 3 days...in...a...row...one right on top of the other!
And I guess that would also mean that I left it there for 3 days in a row (my bad!!). What does that say about me? Actually, don't answer that...back to the subject at hand because this post is about my "bedpost bandit" of a hubby!
If the 3 shirts on my bedpost were not enough, let me proceed to the guest room where I was folding laundry the other day. (Actually, let's face it, I go in there every day to fold clean laundry. Call me weird, but that's where it lands after it leaves the dryer!)
What do my eyes see?
The bedpost bandit has struck again!
Do you have a bedpost bandit in your house? If mine wasn't so darn cute, I may have to turn him in to the authorities! :-) It just so happens that we are having a date night tonight. Luckily, it's too warm for any of these shirts because I think they may still be in the laundry hamper!