Laundry, dirty clothes, necessary, nonstop, 5 kids, one husband and me.
Football players, runners, weightlifters, baseball and basketball players,
soccer players, lacrosse players, and volleyball players. So many uniforms, so many late nights doing laundry for tomorrow nights game.
33 years of marriage, and 30 years of parenting, laundry never stops!
And yet, I don’t mind it. Really is simple work – throw it in, pour in the soap, turn it on, take it out, throw it in the dryer (if I remembered that is), and remove it. The best part for me is always the folding, not the act itself, but the simple ability to sit down and rest. To fold and put in proper room and I am done. I say that because I have never been good at the next part, which is ironing the clean laundry. But clean clothes are always better than pressed clothes given the choice. Although on occasion we have had dirty clothes that were ironed so we would be presentable. Wow, that just reminds me of another post for another day….How we dress ourselves up to cover the mess we are inside, because what would people think if they knew who we really were?
Five Minute Friday Prompt – Oct. 18