For those of you who view the page and have actually seen either myself or the husband in person, you know that we have a prediliction for T-shirts, namely black T-shirts. For years that has seemed to be the dominant strain of clothing in this little Doyle household. The husband and I are the only people I know who do an entire load of black laundry (though my sister has an entire load of pastels, far worse in my opinion, hehe). While putting shirts up today, I got to looking at the small range of colors that we actually do have and began wondering what the ratio of black shirts to everything else is. Being a Ringwald and being fond of doing things simply because I can (I have an uncle who once counted all the raisins in Raisin Bran, and several of my other uncles took apart a VW bug just because it was there), I grabbed a piece of paper after carefully rearranging the closet (meaning all the hangers are pointing the way I like them now) and began counting shirts. I also took a picture so the hilarity of the outcome is more visible.

Mind you, I am wearing one of the black shirts and so is the husband, so they are not pictured but are counted in the overall scheme of things. I decided to divide the laundry into two categories: ROYGBIV and monochromatic. There are 14 ROYGBIV shirts (1 red, 1 orange, 4 green, 7 blue, and 1 purple) and 34 monochromatic, 21 of those being black (the rest being 4 grey and 9 white). I didn&#039t include any long-sleeved Tees or button-down shirts, nor did I include any T-shirts which have been retired to some drawer somewhere to be worn only when painting or doing something else incredibly messy. So 14:34 in the ROYGBIV versus monochromatic shirts. It&#039s 27:21 if we pit everything against the black shirts. Pretty spiffy, eh? This little non-scientific experiment just goes to show that I need to go to bed earlier than 6:30 in the morning before doing laundry.

Posted: January