Ben is 20. Has been for a whole week now. Sunday morning, I told him to take a load of clothes from the washer and put them in the dryer. Twice. I told him twice. Then, later, I asked him if he had done so. Oopsy! He jumped up to do it right then. (First time was before I went to work. Second time was after work, then I asked him at bedtime had it been done.)
So Monday morning, I go and started a load of fresh laundry. It washed, and I opened the dryer to transfer the load on to dry.
There was the load Ben had dealt with. It was in the dryer. The dryer had never been started.
So this morning, after Ben got up, I asked him to run some errands for me. I woke with a horrible headache at 4:45 am, and took advil at 5:45. My mental pleading for the headache to abate and leave had done nothing in the first hour, so I doped it. Laid back down and eventually fell asleep. Woke at 7:30 feeling better.... for awhile. (Headache is back- wondering if I might actually be sick). Anyway, I had Ben run some errands for me. I gave him 2 bills that HAD to go out today, and asked him to pick up some stamps and mail the bills. He also put gas in my car and took care of a couple of his own errands.
He got home, and just to be sure, I asked him had he mailed the bills. Yes, he had. However, the book of stamps still had all 20 stamps attached. I asked if he had purchased separate stamps for the bills.
Um. No. He just mailed them.
So he had to go back to the post office and have the mail clerk dig out the unstamped letters, so he could stamp them.