Inside, Outside, Upside-Down

After folding four loads of laundry today (two of them clothes, two of them towels and such), I'm left wondering why I'm the only one in the family who is capable of taking my clothing off right-side-out. I'm not kidding...I'm the only one who always has right-side-out clothing in the clean laundry basket.  I mean, really, it's not hard to take socks off, just pull them off by the toe, right?  Shirts?  Well, it's easy breezy coconut squeezy to just take them off straight over your head without flipping them.  And pants, why not just step out of them?  I even manage to take my skinny jeans off right-side-out which is quite the challenge, I must say.  But I do it. You know how theirs are?  Particularly the boys?  Well, one leg is right-side-out and the other is inside-out.  What the heck happened there?

So, do I take all their inside-out-clothing and turn it right-side-out for them as I gently fold them and place them into piles, one for each member of the family?  Heck no, I don't.  I rather spastically, yet accurately, fold them and toss them each on a pile, socks mixed in with shirts mixed in with underwear (which, surprisingly, is usually right-side-out...hmmmmmmmm) mixed in with shorts and jeans.

But hey, I'm not complaining, really I'm not.  I'm seriously wondering about this fascinating phenomenon in my lovely family.  And really, why be annoyed?  I found a $10 bill in the laundry a few days ago.  Finders keepers!