you know the ones, where you wish you were doing something else...
maybe curled up on a chaise lounge, beside a pool, having some iced tea, reading a good book, looking out at a crystal blue sky, the temp is 75 degrees...
Of course that is not reality.
Reality is this.
ski clothes still sitting on the bathroom floor...
my question to my teenager is this
"can you really not pick your clothes up off the floor... you really stepped OVER them to get out of the bathroom... and it didn't cross your mind to pick them up?"
a pile on her floor... literally 2 feet from the laundry basket IN her room...
another room = more laundry
another room = more laundry
(times this by 4 you get the picture)
this is the TRULY sad news...
even when the clothes are clean they don't make it directly into the drawers...
I sort
I wash
I dry
I fold
I offer FREE delivery to their room...
CAN SOMEBODY PLEASE PUT THEIR CLOTHES AWAY????
This goes for everyone except yours truly, who actually puts my clothes away.
and just to keep it real for ya'll (I am practicing my Tennesseeaan for next weekend)
7 pairs of undies x 7 people = 49 pairs of undies per week... but then you must add in my sweaty hubby who works out every morning and that number climbs to at least 60 pairs of undies per week...
7 pairs of socks x 7 people (+plus sweaty workout babe) = around 120 socks PER WEEK!
I really despise the whole "sock sorting, undie separating" gig...
but when my family is getting their socks and undies from here
intervene I must
this is JUST the undie portion people... and does not include Josh & I's stuff.
can you see how it is easier to just throw in the basket and forget???
and this is the after folding and sorting into proper pile (oldest to youngest) and BEFORE the FREE delivery...
and today just as a bonus
I have two kids with coughs, sneezes, and headcold symptoms at home...
Did I mention that I do laundry each and every day and NEVER catch up?
Did I mention that Lucy killed yet another chicken last night in between trips to take kids to piano?
Did I mention that the Super Bowl is this weekend and we have good friends traveling into town to stay with us?
Did I mention that all I want to do is read "Black Heels to Tractor Wheels"?
Did I mention that this weekend is Children's Church and I am filling in for Melissa??? Up front?
oh, gotta run... my laundry machine just beeped at me.
3 comments:
I will never complain about laundry again....
Or if I do I will think of you and feel better ;p
Hugs!
superwoman you are. SUPERWOMAN.
I saw this sign that said "I'm thankful for piles of laundry because it means loved ones are near". That is so true. I hate laundry and don't understand why the basket is so hard to hit. But when the kids have been gone to Grandma and Grandpa's house and there are no little dirty clothes filling up the laundry room, I kind of miss it. I like going through their dirty laundry when they return because I see all the fun things they did.
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