Wednesday, August 3, 2011


I've complained about laundry before and I know I'm not the only one who loathes it.  My issue is that it's never ending.  I enjoy the washing part, it's the folding and putting away that I dread.  It's pretty much one of my only jobs so I have tremendous guilt about letting it lapse, and by lapse I mean having clean laundry sit in a basket for so many days that it's so wrinkled I just wash it and dry it again.  Terrible, right?

This is what I went to bed to last night.  I couldn't fathom doing it at 10:30pm last night so I carefully picked all of this up and put it on the floor, where it still sits this morning. 

Wait.  Didn't I just write a few days ago about how lazy William is and that I don't understand where it comes from?  Oh, man.  Maybe now I know.


  1. I stayed up till midnight putting 6 loads away. UGH! And now to go wash 2 more. I can't stand it either.

  2. I hate laundry. There are currently six baskets full of random items at the end of my bed. I just can't bring myself to deal with it. We need a major purge before school starts.

  3. I made laundry day my guilty pleasure TV marathon night. That has made the folding part much better. The clothes then go into each person's basket and I put them away as I'm picking out their clothes the next morning.

  4. I hate laundry too! It took the last 2 days of my vacation to get done all I had been putting off. Washing and folding and rewashing and folding!


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