I hate Laundry!
I am the worst laundry doer ever. At any given time in my house there will be two HUGE baskets of dirty laundry along with two HUGE baskets of clean laundry that needs to be put away. This never ever ends! Today I was going to go to the gym but I couldn't because all of my "gym clothes" were dirty. (A horrible excuse I know!) The washing machine we have at our house is about 2/3 the size of a regular machine as is the dryer. Needless to say I jam as much laundry as I possibly can into the washing machine and then into the dryer and then everything comes out of the dryer SOOOOOOO wrinkled and I have to iron everything. I know that I could put less in the machine but then I would be doing laundry every single day of my life. Part of my problem stems from the fact that we now have a puppy and everything gets dirty when you take him for a walk in the rain, also part of the problem is that I change like three times a day. I have work clothes, jeans if we go out and then of course the lovely "pajama" oufits that are so comfy to wear after a day of work.
I discovered when we lived in Golden this summer and had to use the laundromat that laundry is amazing unwrinkled when you fold it right after it comes out of the dryer, wow what a revelation. I almost want to take my laundry here to the laundromat and get it all done in one day! I would love to use 8 washing machines and then 8 dryers and be done done done!!!!
I also don't sort my laundry. I know I know mom I should! My brother and I were just talking about laundry last week and how our mom does laundry. We both realized that it is not normal to grow up with multiple piles of laundry littering the hallway every Monday. (My mother is VERY organized!) There would be the dark warm wash pile, the cold light pile, the hot white pile, the cold light pile etc... etc... and these piles would be in the hallway for a couple of days until the laundry is done.
Maybe if I started piling my laundry in the hall rather than hiding it in the closet when people come over it would give me a reason to do it.
Last week I asked Marc if there was anything that I was failing at as a wife. The only thing he could come up with was laundry. (Which I thought was great that there was only one thing, he also made a list of all the wonderful things I do as a wife too!)
Oh I forgot about the socks, the last thing that I hate about laundry is matching socks. In fact I NEVER do it. NEVER EVER! Most mornings consist of me lying in bed and Marc saying, "I'm turning on the light " and he rifles through our big basket of unmatched socks and curses the fact that none of them match. Marc recently discovered that wearning black socks with khaki pants is a no no so looking for socks in the morning just got more complicated.
Anyways, I should go put in a load of laundry! :)
P.S. I am never as happy as the lady in the picture when I do laundry.
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