It doesn't matter how long you've been married or how many times you've showed him, but your husband will always fold the towels wrong. You've done tutorial after tutorial every time he's feeling sweet and wants to do the laundry to give you a break, but we both know at this point that you'll have to go into the closet to refold all of those dang towels– it's getting on your final nerve. He's adorable, he provides, he's sweet with the kiddos, but sheesh husbands can be thick sometimes. We love 'em to death but just like mom always said, "If you want something done right, you gotta do it yourself." No truer words have ever been spoken.
One day, when you're less of a psychopath about how the towels are stored, you may learn to let go of the things you can't control and let hubby do some digging around this coal mine once in a while.