And I do mean UP to...
UP to my neck in laundry!!!!
{I'm sorry for the offensive picture. No pretty photoshopped pictures here people.}
Why? Oh why?
I was talking to my friend Amber the other day, who just had a brand new baby, and runs a dance studio and just finished her final concert. She was saying she had a ton of laundry to do too.
This should have made me feel better. I explained to her that my dryer looks like it has exploded b/c the pile in front of it is so massive. (At least they're clean right? That counts for something.) I do not have a new baby.
I do not run a dance studio or have any "job" that takes my time away from home. I did not just finish my final concert/massive project that I am in charge of.
I do not know how or why I have so much laundry. I think I might actually be washing clean clothes, but by the time I discover them in the dirty clothes bin, they are then dirty from touching legitimate dirty laundry.
This is not acceptable people!
Something must be done.
At the moment, that something is laundry.
{You know you've hit a whole new phase of blogging when you start purposely putting on pictures of your mess. Oh mercy.}
4 comments:
I feel your pain! I'm actually sitting surrounded by laundry as I type this.
I think I might start putting in a load every day when I wake up, just to keep up with it.
Having the girls put away their own clothes does seem to help a bit.
Myles got me a hands-free headset for my Bday that connects to a regular cordless phone. I love to be able to use it while I'm folding laundry (and making dinner).
Oh my gosh!!! So, good to know I am not alone:) Good luck with that... I'll think of you when I'm folding mine!
haha...i love being your friend. thanks for giving me excuses but really my problem is forgetting about the load in the wash...i will rewash that darn wet load all week! feel your pain with clean clothes mixed in. i swear i wash more pjs that have been worn once than anything else. you're right something must be done.
Seriously, where does it all come from?! I feel like I do 3 loads per day... it just never ends. And that is AFTER I pull out all the clean clothes that the girls "tried on" and played "dress up" with their friends and such. Argh! I hear you sister.
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