One of those things I never thought I'd be doing was struggling to keep up with the laundry. In my younger years I was in charge of gathering, sorting and washing the family laundry for a family of four girls (I know ironic right!); and in college I loved to fold each piece of wonderful, warm, fresh smelling laundry to perfection, never a wrinkle, always the right size to fit precisely into each drawer. Well, four kids later and I feel I can either live my life, or wash the laundry, and it seems there no compromise.
My hampers like to take on a life of their own now. I happen to believe that when clothes get dirty they magically turn into rabbits and multiply accordingly, but I also feel like the hampers start to growl and moan at me as the dirty socks and underwear begin to drape over the edge and the clothes begin to pile above the top like some sort of grotesque lopsided head.
So, I set a goal, and everyday I woke up and rounded up the laundry and took it to the wash room, sorted it and started one load as large I can without discoloring anything important. Around lunch or sometimes dinner time I tried to get it into the dryer and then fold it before I went to bed at night. Just one week goes by and I did great! Then my life happened again, the weekend got crazy, we got sick and by golly the next week passed by, laundry unnoticed, and suddenly I realized our hampers had taken on a life of their own again.
Then I began the process of dragging them down to the wash room, sorting them into piles too large to fit in the washer and washing them. Unfortunately the piles came out of the dryer and ended up forming a mountain on my living room floor. It took over for a couple of days, although I convinced myself I could get it all done in one day. (what's life without a little self delusion?!?) Well, here's to new and old habits, and hoping I can get the new one back on track.
What's your secret for maintaining the laundry? I know I could use the ideas.
