Thursday, October 30, 2008
...laundry. No matter how fancy the washer & dryer (mine somewhat resemble spaceships with all the doo-dads and gizmos), no matter how organized the "system" (and mine is about as organized as a bleeding carp tossed into a piranha tank) nothing makes laundry any easier. You can do 8 loads in one day, wash, dry, sort, fold and get it all put away. Tomorrow there will just be more. It isn't fair. Laundry is kind of like life I suppose. We should just be grateful we have clothes to wear. That we are well enough to get dirty so they need washing. Proud that we are well off enough to afford a place to do our own laundry. I still hate it. If I had a magic wand, or a fairy god mother, laundry is the one chore I would make go away. We had new tile floor put down in the laundry room so my washer and dryer were unhooked for a few days. I am the proud owner of 8 loads of wash to be done. Figures the tile came the day I changed all the sheets.
Did I mention how much I truly don't like doing the laundry???