I want, I want

Fabulous! Just joking...we've just been listening to High School Musical 2 for the past couple of days. Here's the real post:

Today I was folding laundry on my bed. When the basket was empty I looked at all the piles of clothes neatly sorted according to owner. I focussed in on James' pile knowing that it would sit there in a perfect little stack until he came home to put it away (why don't I do that too? Because I can't figure out his special system of organizing his closet). I was suddenly overwhelmed by the desire to someday come home to a pile of clean clothes that were laundered by someone else.