My husband's a smart guy; I wouldn't have married him otherwise! He's got a degree, he's put half our house back together, learning things he didn't know in order to do so...
But today I had to give him written instructions on how to do our laundry.
We don't yet have a washer/dryer installed in our house - right now there's a big ol' red tool chest where the stackable machine I bought from a co-worker will go - so we've been going to the laundromat every two weeks to get 'er done.
And by "we," I mean me. I'm fed up!
Today, it's his turn.
We'll see how it goes.