It all started when I fell behind in my laundry.
I know how much everyone LOVES to do laundry so, this will come as quite a shock.
Deep breaths... chocolate... you okay now? The moment of horror has passed?
As I was saying, it all started when I fell behind with the laundry.
Realizing that the underwear drawers were looking pretty scarce, I put on my travel gear and climbed Mount Stinky-Clothes. Once I reached the peek, I was able to get one load of necessities going when I realized to my dismay, it also used up the last of my laundry soap.
This obviously called for a trip to the store.
Which I didn't get around to for another four days.
But eventually I did and armed with two new containers equaling 192 loads, I cautiously attempted to open the utility room door.
Which turned into shoving match. I finally won.
Huh, I was pleasantly surprised! It really wasn't as bad as I thought!
Weird considering that between the eight of us, no one had any clothes left, the towels were all missing, and I know I had had to change a few bed sheets.
Then I had everyone unload the large hampers in their bedrooms.
Oooooooooooohhhhhhh........ that's where it all was.
By the end of the day, the pile was reduced to a small-ish mound that actually fit into the allotted basket space.
And who did all the folding, you might ask?
Don't worry, I helped... a little.
Hubby always asks me why I don't make the kids wear certain articles of clothing more than just one day, like a pair of jeans or pajamas.
I do sometimes, but that requires "the sniff test".
This is something that was suspiciously left out of the mommy handbook.
I'm positive it's a conspiracy. No one tells you that someday you will have to choose between extra laundry and having to kill off one of your senses.
I am sure by the time I'm an empty-nester, my nasal passageways will be so damaged I won't be able to smell a thing!
At least they are worth it.
If only I could trust them to do their own sniff tests!
But I feel confident that it would be a terrible, awful, no good, very bad game plan.