Earlier today, I'd told H I had draped his towel over the heaters so that they would dry (towels don't dry out here because it's so humid). He goes to take a shower and, instead of looking for his towel (which wasn't on the rack for the aforementioned reason) or even asking me where it was-- he gets a clean one out of the cupboard. GRRRR. I'm still working through the giant mound of laundry he brought back from Japan, it's taking 2-3 days for things to dry AND we have someone coming to look at our apartment on Thursday, so I can't have things hanging out all over the place.
(yes, I realize this is a dumb vent, but I'm really irritated)