So we are packing up for a road trip. This process follows an invariable path:
Step #1 - Congratulate myself that I am -- against all odds and despite a busy swim schedule -- caught up with laundry.
Step # 2 - Tote a suitcase to Ainsley's dresser and there unearth the mother-lode of dirty clothes.
Step #3 - Repeat Step # 2 for John, Kolbe, and Tim.
Step #4 - Think back to that YouTube video (remember A Mom's Rant) and recall that classic line: Were you raised in a barn? Would you like some hay?
Step # 5 - Embark on a marathon session of laundry, giving thanks all the while for the conveniences of modern life.
Step # 6 - Check Dave's dresser and thank our good and gracious Lord I married a man so tidy he could step into the Marine Corps and never miss a beat.
2 comments:
Thankfully, my children have been rigorously trained to sort their clothes in the appropriate laundry hamper conveniently placed in their bathroom. But it is NEVER empty. No matter how much laundry I do. There is no "caught up". And I have recently noticed a backsliding trend in my 17-year old as I see the piles of clothes growing on his floor. Which does not bode well for college in the fall. As I keep telling him - please do laundry so you're not down to your last pair of underwear on a regular basis....!
Oh laundry! I am so very, very grateful for my washing machine, and at the same time perplexed that our family of three generates so very much laundry...
Happy preparations!
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