Kids create a massive amount of laundry. And each additional child multiplies one’s laundry, or so it seems.( I have five...you do the math!) Lately I’ve been trying harder to stay on top of it (which is really an exercise in stamina because doing laundry is near the top of my very least favorite things to do). I don't mind washing it and throwing it into the dryer, or even folding it freshly dried...but to actually put it all into the proper drawers and closets--no. I hate that part.
I’d rather clean my toilets. And my laundry usually sits in various baskets wrinkling away.
But, laundry day felt ten times worse when I opened up the lid of the washing machine and was greeted by a water-logged Princess Pull-Up. The foam – a grainy, beady mess - had all exploded out and was completely mixed throughout the entire load.
I may have yelled, kicked, and screamed. (Or really wanted to.) I may have even swore.
It had obviously been hiding in a pair of Gracie's pajamas and was clearly out to make my life miserable.
Once that mess was cleaned up, I checked the next load more thoroughly...thank goodness, as I found about 10 wadded up tissues in the pocket of a pair of jeans.
Now that would have made laundry day very unproductive. Anyone know of a good maid that will work for, say, cookies and milk?
Signing off...it's been a long day and I'm all out of Mudslide mix, darn it. Maybe I'll head out for more. It's 5 o'clock somewhere, right?
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
Day 47
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3 comments:
man that sucks!!
Sorry about the mudslides, but it was just what I needed after school.
It's okay! I didn't mind sharing :)
Re: Laundry - I believe there is some secret little fairy hiding in my kids rooms that makes clothes grubby and then puts them in the washing basket to be washed. I mean, where does it all come from?! Just like you, my washing sits in a basket on the floor until I can bribe/beg DS1 to fold it, then it sits on the lounge all nicely folded...until used, lol.
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