I hate you.
Everytime I have a "laundry day" I think,
"Is there really someone out there who adores doing their laundry, and if so, do they always have empty laundry baskets just lying around the house?"
I can't imagine not having clothes either on my bed, on my floor, or in a basket. I don't know how I used to get anything done when I was in school! I can hardly keep up with my house! I mean, a lot of that comes with having a crazy little boy destroying everything all day long, but COME ON!!! I loathe laundry.
This summer, Kelley and I traded house chores, and I would clean her bathroom, while she would gleefully fold my clothes. Kelley... Do we still have a deal?
I've been folding and hanging up clothes all morning! As soon as I have a pile of folded laundry Jonah walks through it or purposely tackles it. Now, every shelf, piano, table in the house is being covered with folded clothes.
Wow! I feel so accomplished! An empty basket. Oh wait! Whats that pile over there?
I am seriously considering giving away half my wardrobe just to avoid doing laundry.
WILL IT EVER END!!!?