Dear Wealthy Benefactor,
When you finally show up could you please bring along with you someone who will do my laundry? Because, oh the drudgery of it all. I won't go into the details of how I currently have to lug my laundry across the parking lot to the laundry room and pay a dollar a load both for washing and drying. This will be a non-issue, as the house you get for me will be equipped with a very nice laundry room. But someone is still going to have to put away all those clothes. Someone is going to have to fold and iron and hang. And I'd prefer it if that someone wasn't me. I just can't bare it. I don't mind other household chores. I like to wash dishes. I don't mind dusting. I think vacuuming is kind of fun. Cleaning the bathroom isn't my favorite but even that gives me some sort of satisfaction. Not so with laundry. There's something so tedious about an enormous stack of clothes that have to be put away. The likes of which I am currently facing. I trick myself into putting clothes away by dumping the entire load onto my bed so I can't get in and hide from it. It's very effective in that it gets the job done but it also makes me want to cry a little. So, let's remedy this. Please put down Personal Laundress after Slurpee Machine on your list of immediate purchases.
Hugs and Kisses,
Rachel
8 comments:
I completely agree!! I try the trick of dumping the clothes on the bed, but for that to work, you must immediately move the laundry basket far, far, away from the bed. Otherwise, it's too easy to just scoop all the clothes back into the basket at the end of the day. If I could just get a laundry maid, my life would be infinitely better.
I like that you have your priorities in order...Personal Laundress only AFTER Slurpee Machine!!
It's funny. I do plenty of laundry and I don't mind it at all. But oh, the dishes. OH! Loathe them.
I am currently looking at two loads of clean laundry on my bed waiting for me to be folded and put away, ugh.
Sometimes the washing sits in a pile in the corner of our lounge until my husband does it. Often actually.
Otherwise tonight I'm going to sit down and watch something while I fold and try to conquer the growing mound.
Oh, and I don't iron.
That's how I get through it all.
GOOD LUCK.
I like the folding, because it's an excuse to sit and watch TV guilt-free. But I also hate putting it away, and half the time (when my husband doesn't put it away), we just grab stuff out of the baskets until they're empty. And if we're really feeling lazy, we just use it straight out of the dryer until the dryer is needed again.
What is an iron?
Yay Patti! I own an iron, but it's kind of dusty.
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