May 7, 2012
I am one of the most blessed persons on Earth for, oh so many, reasons. One reason is that my husband helps out around the house. He takes out the garbage. He does the dishes after I have prepared a meal. He organizes the shed. He sweeps the garage. He mows the lawn. He does all the manly things that a delicate wife couldn’t possible tackle on her own (insert southern drawl here). BUT the thing that really gets me deep in the heart and makes me catch my breath - he does the laundry. He sorts, washes, dries, and folds each weekend without me asking or threatening and he does so with no complaints. I LOVE this! I really despise doing the laundry – it just seems so daunting and monotonous, so for him to just take it on is a real blessing. And every once in a while I will find one of my daughter’s shirts in MY drawer – to think that my husband holds up the shirt and thinks that size is MINE, holy cow, does that make my day!
This weekend we had a very full and busy weekend with sports and a get together with friends for Cinco de Mayo. Of course there was much to do/prepare and my husband pitched in with his usual fervor so the laundry was put on hold. Come Monday when our internet, home phone and cable service was all down, I believed it to be divine intervention that I tackle this ominous task. Here are the things that popped into my head as I folded loads and loads of clothes without any TV shows as a distraction:
Why are all these socks in the laundry??? They are full of holes.
How does an 8-year-old get so many holes in his socks?
I really didn’t think that stain was coming out – great job, Oxy-Clean Max Force Gel Stick.
I should call my sister-in-law and thank her for telling me about the gel stick.
Maybe I should buy stock in Under Armor. Or Oxy-Clean Max Force Gel Sticks.
Should I turn all the clothes right-side-out or make the kids and hubby do this? I am guessing my son will just wear everything inside-out if I don’t.
I fold t-shirts completely differently than my husband. He does that fancy retail store tri-fold thing. Wonder if I should refold all of them to match. I’m thinking no.
Do people wash a washer? The top of our washer seems really grimy.
When did we buy non-matching socks for my 11-year-old? I have no idea how to put pairs together. Not a single one of them are the same. Matching socks is stupid.
Nate Berkus would have a hay day with my laundry room. Maybe I should call him.
Wow – my son’s underwear is 2 sizes smaller than his pants. Guessing I should buy him some bigger ones if I ever want him to produce some of my grandchildren.
Was this shirt originally gray and somehow faded? Or was it white and is really this stained? Hmmm might be a tough job even for the miracle-working gel stick.
OK at least the holy socks match my son’s holy shorts and pants. Geez, people must think he’s homeless.
In this first load, I have 4 things in it – 1 pair of shorts and 3 shirts. The rest of the 100+ items are my family’s. Hmmm, am I walking around naked? Are my kids really wearing all these shirts and shorts in less than 7 days?
How am I going to cram all of these things in their already-full dressers? This is crazy. They have WAY too many clothes.
Whose shirt and pair of shorts are these? I think one of my kids’ friends may have gone home naked. That's a little concerning.
Was that the buzzer? Crap, wasted trip.
Send a note to the realtor - next house we buy I am demanding the laundry be on the same floor as the bedrooms.
I hate stairs almost as much as laundry.
My children are right - it is totally stupid to fold underwear.
Internet and cable are back on - Halleluiah! But I will finish the laundry and I am sure I will feel really good afterward. I should give my hubby a break every once in a while for all that he helps us out with and does for us. Just hope he doesn’t get too used to me doing this task– I still hate laundry.
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