50 Piles of Towels……….Wet Towels!!!

‘Make sure you put the towels back when you’ve finished’ –  a simple request, you would think, yet oddly it’s a request my four cherubs have trouble remembering!

Our House

The weird thing is, even though we all live under the same roof, use the same rooms and even walk the same internal floors, none of them ever even notice towels on floors…..more so their wet towels on any available floor space.

My tolerance to ‘things left on the floor’ over the years has dwindled considerably to the point I am now sadly, slightly obsessed with it.  Even with my constant loud complaining about their lazy ‘alright give me a chance’ attitude, it makes no difference.

It merely falls on deaf ears, the same ears that never hear any ‘non-monetary parental requests’.

No matter how many times I mention the wet towels on the floor they do not move until such time where I can stand it no more, so either I pick them up or my hubbie does.

If I question them about their ‘fear’ of putting anything them back,  they start firing off one of the following lazy arse excuses:

  • I forgot.
  • That’s not my towel.
  • Well, I didn’t use that one.
  • I didn’t hear you.
  • I’ve put it back.

Strangely, they have no problem in getting out clean, fluffy towels to join an already sufficient supply that awaits them.

Magic Towel

We even have a ‘magic’ towel,  my teenage daughters preferred choice for wrapping her freshly washed locks in.

This ‘magic’ towel can remain steadfast on her head, duly following her around as she steps over any discarded items on the floor, when unbeknown to her, it will just simply disappear.

I know she is unaware of this phenomena as she never asks if anyone has seen her missing towel!  It just lays in a crumpled, heap waiting until such time it can manifest itself to be seen by parental eyes only!

So, it goes a bit like this in our house

After he’s (my teenage son) finished in the bathroom, I usually give him, because I am a fair mum, ample time to dress, before checking he has put the towels back.

No prizes for guessing what the answer is!

Bubbling with towel frustration I burst into his room to remind him, loudly regarding towelgate – “errr towels! don’t forget to pick ‘em up and put them back.”

With a slight pause and the look of a long-suffering parent, he shakes his head  – ‘I’ll do it (in a minute – see below), I need to finish this first’ where he starts waving his finger in the direction of a random school book, clearly intended to give the impression he’s about to start his (homework – see below).

So to give him the benefit of the doubt, I leave reminding him of his towel duty.

‘Yes. Now can you get out my room?’

A couple of hours later he’ll wander into the front room throwing himself on the sofa.

‘you alright mum?’ –

‘have you picked up your towels’ I reply.

‘not yet, but I will,stop going on – ‘

‘okay, but you said that about three hours ago and you still haven’t done it’.

Resisting the urge to echo ‘towel…now….ffs do it’ I just sit quietly chewing it over until he interrupts my thoughts –

‘night, see you in the morning’ and as quick as he drops a towel, he’s gone.

Hot on his heels, I dash off to the bathroom where the floor is littered with……crumpled wet towels and (discarded clothes – see below).

Unable to contain myself, I storm into his room yelling

‘you didn’t pick up the towels!’

‘oh my god are you serious, you have actually burst into my room to shout at me about towels?’

Suddenly feeling all defensive and like a scolded child I remain adamant –

‘Well I’m not picking them up, they can wait there until you get up in the morning’, I lie

‘alright, chill out Mum!”.

Nodding mutely, I retreat back out, to the bathroom where I pick up the towels and………put them back.

Next morning, unsurprisingly there is no mention of towels.  He merely saunters into the bathroom, without a care in the world, to wash and brush his teeth before wiping his mouth and throwing down another towel!

And so begins another day.

*Sigh*  I wonder if they have changed the toilet roll? brought their cups back to the kitchen? even put their empty wrappers in the bin? but then again how often do miracles happen!

Anyone else??


  • Homework          –              A task to be completed in haste on way to school NOT at home.
  • Yes, I Will            –              No I won’t.
  • In a minute         –              Not any time soon
  • Discarded Clothes – Non-exclusive – will belong to members of the family (usually under the age of 16)
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