We're Fighting Over Undwear?

The husband and I had a huge blow out today, over what else, underwear. Well, I guess it was over laundry but specifically underwear. No, it didn't have anything to do with skid marks, Sex and the City covered that one and yes ladies they will happen and you just kinda gotta get over that one. Our fight was over my underwear, not his. You see, I'm the type of girl who will do one or two small loads of laundry a week. I'll wash my panties and jeans and put in the things that the husband goes through the most, white and black under shirts, black socks and boxers. The hubby on the other hand, waits until he is out of everything and then goes on a laundry binge! He'll spend an entire day doing load after load of his laundry. Last Sunday was one such day, and being the loving partner that he is, he offered to throw in a few pairs of my undies along with the mountains of crap he was washing for himself. Now fast forward a few hours, everything is done and in laundry bags sitting in the living room. Being in a particularly agreeable mood and happy to have a few pairs of clean undies, I begin to fold the husband's clean clothes. I get through a bag and a half before I keel over. Apparently this means two things in guy mind: first that if you start folding laundry your obligated to finish it, and secondly that since he was nice enough to wash four pairs of panties for you in return you should fold all three giant bags of his and his only laundry. Needless to say, I was freakin pissed! Why the heck should I finish folding his laundry when I was nice enough to fold a bag and a half for him without him asking? I just don't understand his logic. Was I the one who decided to do four huge loads of laundry? Did I decide to wait till I had nothing clean then wash every piece of clothing I had? Hhhmm so then why the hell would I be the one responsible for folding it all? I don't know how I allowed myself to be talked into this, but after twenty minutes of screaming at him over the phone about how he can fold his own freakin laundry, I am watching WEtv and about to fold till my hands fall off....ladies my advice to you, don't cave like I did.