It turns out that the trick to not doing a lot of laundry is to have a lot of underwear and socks. You can wear a shirt and pants again, even when it’s got a lot of dog hair on it … but underwear, well. You can’t just keep wearing it. It gets a bit … close.
Garry does the laundry these days and he is the world’s best folder of clothing. It’s amazing. He can also iron, but he only irons for himself. I have to grovel to get him to iron anything. But these days, I mostly don’t care.
That neat pressed look which was so important during working years doesn’t seem important when the only company we have — most days — are dogs.