An Ode to Laundry . . . Sort Of

It's Saturday! Sheesh folks, it's been a week. I feel like Monday was yesterday. I'm not sure where the time went, but it has been busy. In my two months of leisure, I had forgotten has stinkin' exhausting it is to work full time and keep up with the housework, cooking, laundry, etc., etc., etc.

One thing I've decided is I'm not going to let things pile up. And by things, I specifically mean laundry. I have a very bad habit of leaving all of the laundry . . . sheets, towels, clothes, jeans, whatever else it is that these people in this house get dirty every week . . . anyway, I tend to leave it all for the weekend. Which is a big mistake. We usually have around nine loads of laundry a week (not to mention the folding, ironing, and putting away). Please don't ask how we make so much dirty laundry. But trying to do nine loads of laundry along with all the other chores and cleaning that have to done isn't the smartest idea. So I'm determined to do laundry and change the sheets, towels, etc. throughout the week. I'm also determined to get other things done, like vacuuming the couch, and putting up aforementioned laundry. Which means that on weekdays, I hit the ground running at 5:45 a.m. (which should be illegal by the way) and don't stop until I fall into bed between 9:30-10:00. Which means I'm tired. But it also means that I can enjoy my Saturday, a little bit more so I'm not complaining (too much).

So that's my post on laundry. Which contained too many uses of etc. and ellipses. I apologize for that and quite frankly, for this whole thrilling post. But hey, I'm just "airing my dirty laundry" literally. ;)